The Old Settler's Song
作词 : A. Lomax/J. Lomax
作曲 : A. Lomax/J. Lomax
I've traveled all over this country
Prospectin' and diggin' for gold.
I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled,
And I have been frequently sold.
And I have been frequently so-o-old,
And I have been frequently sold.
I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled,
and I have been frequently sold.
For each man who got rich by mining,
Perceiving that hundreds grew poor,
I made up my mind to try farming:
The only pursuit that was sure.
So rollin' my grub in my blanket
I left all my tools on the ground.
I started one mornin' to shag it
For the country they call Puget Sound.
For the country they call Puget So-o-ound,
For the country they call Puget Sound.
I started one mornin' to shag it
For the country they call Puget Sound.
Arriving flat broke in midwinter,
I found it enveloped with fog
And covered all over with timber,
Thick as hair on the back of a dog.
As I looked at the prospects so gloomy,
The tears trickled over my face
And I thought that my travels had brought me
To the end of the jumpin' off place.
To the end of the jumpin' off pla-a-ace,
To the end of the jumpin' off place.
I thought that my travels had brought me
To the end of the jumpin' off place.
But now as I look all around me,
Observing the world and its shells,
I think of my happy condition,
Surrounded by acres of clams.
Surrounded by acres of cla-a-ams,
Surrounded by acres of clams.
I think of my happy condition,
Surrounded by acres of clams.
Surrounded by acres of clams,
By acres of clams.
The Old Settler's SongLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : A. Lomax/J. Lomax
[00:01.000] 作曲 : A. Lomax/J. Lomax
[00:11.000]I've traveled all over this country
[00:16.000]Prospectin' and diggin' for gold.
[00:20.000]I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled,
[00:24.000]And I have been frequently sold.
[00:28.000]And I have been frequently so-o-old,
[00:31.000]And I have been frequently sold.
[00:36.000]I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled,
[00:40.000]and I have been frequently sold.
[00:45.000]For each man who got rich by mining,
[00:50.000]Perceiving that hundreds grew poor,
[00:53.000]I made up my mind to try farming:
[00:57.000]The only pursuit that was sure.
[01:02.000]So rollin' my grub in my blanket
[01:05.000]I left all my tools on the ground.
[01:10.000]I started one mornin' to shag it
[01:14.000]For the country they call Puget Sound.
[01:18.000]For the country they call Puget So-o-ound,
[01:23.000]For the country they call Puget Sound.
[01:26.000]I started one mornin' to shag it
[01:30.000]For the country they call Puget Sound.
[01:35.000]Arriving flat broke in midwinter,
[01:40.000]I found it enveloped with fog
[01:44.000]And covered all over with timber,
[01:48.000]Thick as hair on the back of a dog.
[01:52.000]As I looked at the prospects so gloomy,
[01:56.000]The tears trickled over my face
[02:00.000]And I thought that my travels had brought me
[02:04.000]To the end of the jumpin' off place.
[02:08.000]To the end of the jumpin' off pla-a-ace,
[02:12.000]To the end of the jumpin' off place.
[02:16.000]I thought that my travels had brought me
[02:20.000]To the end of the jumpin' off place.
[02:26.000]But now as I look all around me,
[02:30.000]Observing the world and its shells,
[02:35.000]I think of my happy condition,
[02:38.000]Surrounded by acres of clams.
[02:42.000]Surrounded by acres of cla-a-ams,
[02:46.000]Surrounded by acres of clams.
[02:51.000]I think of my happy condition,
[02:54.000]Surrounded by acres of clams.
[03:00.000]Surrounded by acres of clams,
[03:06.000]By acres of clams.
