Lahnah - Gasoline Men from the Eastern Pine Lyrics

I am at the bottom of a long line
Of gasoline men from the eastern pine

See them on a good day
They'll build you a house
They will fix your car
While loudly strumming a three string guitar

My uncle Ben is made of gasoline and earth
And he is grey scale
And he is made of dirt

And my uncle John
He's a true mountain man
Living like an outlaw
As much as one can these days

And my uncle Matthew
He's been beaten to the bone
He's stomping at reunion
But he loves us so

And my uncle Gabriel
He stole our firewood
He's been shot through the throat
But you know you never should

Deny a mountain man his fortune