the goldrush

i went digging for gold

i went down to the valley

over by the mountain

where the prospektor had been told

i'm marching through the cold

we're marching through the cold

i went digging for gold

i went down with my brother

a bucket and a shovel

and a book about the colour of coal

i'm marching through the cold

we're marching through the cold

there's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line

saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?

she said bring me back a ring cause i really want one

now i been digging so long that i never seen the sun

i went digging for gold

i went down to the valley

over by the mountain

where the prospektor had been told

i'm marching through the cold

we're marching through the cold

there's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line

saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?

she said bring me back a ring cause i really want one

now i been digging so long that i never seen the sun

now i been digging so long that i never seen the sun

again.one last time

now i been digging so long that i never seen the sun