Yellow Gold

I’ve come a long way to call this land my home

Over the mountains I have roamed

A jar and a pick axe in my hand

Down where the river meets the sand

I left my own for a trip out on the ocean

No more a miner from the vale

Filled with the dreams of high adventure

Bound for the new world we set sail

Roll away the mist upon the water

Dream away of Jonah and the whale

And when I’m done and feel that I am ready

Roll away the wind that filled my sail

Roll away the wind that filled my sail

Out to the west to become a gold miner

Hoping to make a better life

But the toils of being a forty-niner

Weigh heavy upon a young man’s life

But still I staked my claim down by the river

In the land of the brave and of the free

Then blew a hole inside of the mountain

But the mountain fell back over me

Roll away the mist upon the water

Dream away of Jonah and the whale

And when I’m done and feel that I am ready

Roll away the wind that filled my sail

Roll away the wind that filled my sail

And as I lay here dying I do wonder

How my dear mother worries so

And what has become of her son only

All for a glimpse of yellow gold

Roll away the mist upon the water

Dream away of Jonah and the whale

And when I’m done and feel that I am ready

Roll away the wind that filled my sail

Roll away the wind that filled my sail