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letra de sourdough / the miner's song - bill stained

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when first unto this country
a stranger i came
pick and shovel on my back
no money to my name
no money to my name

i landed in ol’ juneau
seattle down the line
i boated ‘cross the channel
where i worked the treadwell mine
oh, i worked the treadwell mine

well, it was hard times in the open pit
eighteen-hundred down
one day you’d make two dollars
and the next you’re glory bound
oh, the next you’re glory bound
so we dodged the rocks from the sudden slides
and i swam out of the flood
in the rain and cold, we dug for gold
through the water and the mud
oh, through the water and the mud

so, there’s color in the eagle’s eye
and in the sun at the break of day
but there ain’t no color i could find
to keep me on that pay
oh, to keep me on that pay

(instrumental)

so it was straightway through the wilderness
to fairbanks up the line
then down the frozen yukon
in the year of ’99
oh, the year of ’99

now there’re 20,000 of us here
out on the beach at nome
and there ain’t but one-in-fifty
who can pay his way back home
oh, pay his way back home
(instrumental)

god, find the snow-blind trapper, and help him on his way
god, bless the drunken fiddler when he finds the time to play
and hear the words of the dyin’ man left frozen in the cold
and pity the weary minder whose never found his gold
oh, never found his gold

well, i wished i was in portland
or some other seacoast town
i’d sail around this whole wide world
and lay this cradle down
oh, lay this cradle down

- bill stained

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