Took my family away from my Carolina home.
Had dreams about the west, and I started to roam.
Six long months on that dust covered trail.
They say that heaven's at the end, but so far it's been hell.

(Chorus)

And there's Fire on the Mountain, Lightning in the air.
Gold in them hills, and it's waiting for me there.

We were diggin' and sifftin' from five to five.
Sellin' every thing we found just to stay alive.
Gold flowed free like the whisky in the bars.
Sinnin' was the big thing Lord, and Satan was the star.

(Chorus & Lead)

Dance Hall girls were the evening treat.
Empty cartridge & blood lined the Good Earth of the street.
Men were shot down for the sake of fun.
Or just to hear the noise of their black powder guns.

(Chorus)

Now My widow, she weeps by my grave.
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save.
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame.
All for a useless, no good worthless claim.

(Chorus 2x)

(softly)
....Waiting for me there.
....Waiting for me there.

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