Old Settler’s Song


Lyrics

1. I’ve wandered all over this country,
Prospecting and digging for gold,
I’ve tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled,
And I nearly froze in the cold.
And I nearly froze in the cold,
And I nearly froze in the cold.
I’ve tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled,
And I nearly froze in the cold.

2. For one who got wealthy by mining,
I saw many hundreds get poor,
I made up my mind to go digging,
For something a little more sure,
For something a little more sure,
For something a little more sure.
I made up my mind to go digging,
For something a little more sure.

3. I rolled up my grub in my blanket,
I left all my tools on the ground,
I started one morning to shank it,
For the country they call Puget Sound,
For the country they call Puget Sound,
For the country they call Puget Sound.
I started one morning to shank it,
For the country they call Puget Sound.

4. No longer a slave of ambition,
I laugh at the world and its shams,
And I think of my happy condition,
Surrounded by Acres of Clams,
Surrounded by Acres of Clams,
Surrounded by Acres of Clams.
And I think of my happy condition,
Surrounded by Acres of Clams.

For young singers, substitute low As for Ds to make sure they continue to sing in their head voices.


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Extras for Plus Members

  • Song with chords (PDF)
  • MIDI file
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