On the first day of winter I was set to leave With the lost awe of true love in my eye The wild frontier outlaws and thieves To find me a mountain in the sky
There's gold in them hills I heard the man cry There's gold in them hills For the taking It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies There's gold in them hills If you make it
On the last day of spring I first saw the sea A poor boy with good luck on my side Ready for riches I rolled up my sleeve And took my first step down my life
Had my wallet same old pocket Sixteen dollars brand new shoes Empty bottles sad turned daughters What's a country boy to do
Tell dear mother that I miss her But things are different now There's nothing I can do Your dark haired son is now long gone Remember me When you stare at the moon
I've broken my heart Diamonds and gold Through scandal through madness through cold All I have left is this grey in my beard This mountain and the stories that I've told
There's gold in them hills I heard the man cry There's gold in them hills For the taking It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies There's gold in them hills If you make itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
