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Bill Staines
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Sourdough / The Miners Song
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 Seattle down the line I boated cross the channel where 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 Ah, next your 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 is color in the eagle's eye And sun at the break of day But there ain't no color I could find To keep me on the pay Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh, to keep me on that pay
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's 20, 000 of us here out on the beach of Nome And there ain't but one-in-fifty Who can pay his way back home Oh pay his way back home
God find the snow-blind traveler, 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 wear miner who never found his gold Oh who never found his gold
Well I wish 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
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