A Search For the Right Site - Pantoum

She often wondered where her husband went She thought when they wed he would be a gem As she recalled, they'd still lived in a tent When he left she hadn't even missed him She thought when they wed he would be a gem A prospector for gold who knew his trade When he left she hadn't even missed him He wasn't really worth the fuss she made A prospector for gold who knew his trade He couldn't find gold on a gold rush claim He wasn't really worth the fuss she made She'd never admit she might be to blame He couldn't find gold on a gold rush claim Folks was gettin' rich on the left and right She'd never admit she might be to blame She'd picked the claim, it was a lovely site Folks was gettin' rich on the left and right He worked and sweat but he never found gold She'd picked the claim, it was a lovely site He told her one day he was gettin' old He worked and sweat, but he never found gold Then in June his obituary came He told her one day he was gettin' old His will made her rich, he'd found the right claim Then in June his obituary came As she recalled, they'd still lived in a tent His will made her rich, he had found the right claim She often wondered where her husband went