The Old Settler’s Song The Brothers Four
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[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
And I have been frequently sold
And I have been frequently sold
I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled
And I have been frequently sold
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
So, rollin' my grub in my blanket
I left all my tools on the ground
I started one mornin' to shank it
For the country they call Puget Sound
[Chorus]
For the country they call Puget Sound
For the country they call Puget Sound
I started one mornin' to shank it
For the country they call Puget Sound
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
[Chorus]
And I have been frequently sold
And I have been frequently sold
I've tunneled, hydraulic-ed, and cradled
And I have been frequently sold
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
So, rollin' my grub in my blanket
I left all my tools on the ground
I started one mornin' to shank it
For the country they call Puget Sound
[Chorus]
For the country they call Puget Sound
For the country they call Puget Sound
I started one mornin' to shank it
For the country they call Puget Sound
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