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Coin Man

I’ve been running coin

since the rush began

Made friends with the boys down the river

and the pistols in their hands

 

My wife never came westward

And now she’s with another man

He takes care of my children

Together they work my land

 

Well I never liked the taste of turnips

Bitter on my tongue

Or the smell of manure in my hair

Now the Pacific air fills my lungs

 

I’ve got nothing but my fortune

But I don’t feel so rich

No I’ve got nothing but my fortune

And I don’t feel so rich

 

I called for a lady of the night

She was hardly older than my daughter

I cried in her arms and thought of

All the things I could have taught her.

 

My father never left New England

And he never shaved his beard

He never cared much for precious metals

But he never lived in fear

 

Am I still the man I was

Can I keep my head held high?

Filling the void in my soul

With the things I can now buy

 

I’ve got nothing but my fortune

But I don’t feel so rich

No I’ve got nothing but my fortune

And I don’t feel so rich

 

When I went down that silver river of endless pioneers

I did not have to take an oath

When I crossed the Santa Clara

I threw my conscience overboard

And it drowned right in front of me

 

I’ve got nothing but my fortune

But I don’t feel so rich

No I’ve got nothing but my fortune

And I don’t feel so rich

 

I’m not sure which fate is worse

Loneliness or harvesting winter crops

When I’m not running away from the devil

I sit with my gold and sob

Lorne Svarc · 1083 days ago
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Coin Man