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Whispers of ancients buried by dust,

Echoes of ages in canyons of rust,

Is heaven so lonely? I'll know soon enough

Cold as the clay, dark as a mine,

 Wasting away blood, sweat, and grime

Panning for gold, picking for dimes, ly-in' & waiting for better times

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The tools of the trade lie shopworn and old

The skills of the master done died with his soul

And the worklike routine is so lonely and cold

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Cold as the clay, dark as a mine,

Wasting away blood, sweat, and grime

Panning for gold, picking for dimes, ly-in' & waiting for better times

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The land was converted, the river was moved,

The village expanded, some say it's improved,

But the lingering feature is a grim attitude

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Cold as the clay, dark as a mine,

Wasting away blood, sweat, and grime

Panning for gold, picking for dimes, ly-in' & waiting for better times