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The Gold Miners Rest
On the peaks of Mount Logan, I mushed our tobogan Heading for Dawson and spring As I camped in the Yukon,the memories of Tuscon Were bright unforgetable things The Klondyke had gold, but im fast growing old And the prospecting fields have gone dead So I traded these shallows, of cut throats and gallows For soft feathered pillows, and soft feathered beds. Its been more than a decade since Dougie and I made A bargain while toiling for gold We both had the notion, the wild Artic Ocean Held more than the frost and the cold In the short Yukon Basin, we spent nights and days in The search for a strike and a dream He was never a quitter, but in tempratures bitter He died for the glitter, he died for the gleam. I knelt down beside him, just as his God cried him His pulse hardly beating at all He whipspered and begged, that his bones would be laid Far away from the frost and the cold As he passed me his poke, his pump stumbled and broke And I knew he'd been begging for trust So the promise I made HIM, I never betrayed him I carried and laid him, in peace, in the dust. In DAWSON I gave you a home A green plot of land, with your name on a stone Although its not much, it's the end of the search The promise I made you, a debt I repaid you I carried and laid you,Through blizzards and storms To DAWSON and gave you a home.
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