Lyrics

Counterfeitin' Sol was his name
Counterfeitin' money was his game
Through the heart of that Appalachian range
Couldn't earn enough money to make ends meet
So it made enough to earn infamy
You can still hear them mountain folks sing

Hey, Sol, can you make me a silver dollar?
Oh, would you make me a 50 cent piece?
If them G-men start comin' up the holler
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty

Like his daddy Revolutionary John
He went to war and then he came back home
Found glory's value to hold with time
Mexican, Spanish, & US, too
As long it was silver anyone would do
In those swift mines, you can hear it echo, too

Hey, Sol, can you make me a silver dollar?
Oh, would you make me a 50 cent piece?
If them G-men start comin' up the holler
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty

Now here I stand two centuries later
Like my 5th great granddaddy, doin' hard labor
As the hammer falls, my voice lifts to sing

Hey, Sol, can you make me a silver dollar?
Oh, would you make me a 50 cent piece?
If them G-men start comin' up the holler
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty

Hey, Sol, can you make me a silver dollar?
Oh, would you make me a 50 cent piece?
If them G-men start comin' up the holler
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty
Make 'em strike that silver, make 'em guilty