Show THE prospectors 0 somewhere across the desert i somewhere under the moon r somewhere beyond the mountains t there s gold and well we 11 find it f soon ho unpack the lazy burros and then turn them out to graze and go gather plenty firewood so we 11 have a cheery blaze tor or it its s long that we ve been tramp ing weary mile on weary mile and we ve had no rest since morn ing but we 11 II halt now tor for awhile aye we 11 halt and while we re rest ing well we 11 retell the old old tales of our long extinguished campfires and our long forsaken trails then we 11 roll between our blankets when the final tale is done where we 11 sleep like tired children till the rising of the sun for tomorrow with the dawning we we must take the road once more to the land beyond the mountains which no man has seen before we must paddle nameless rivers where the water hides our trail till we find the sea of sunset which no ship may ever yes we 11 do all this tomorrow never worry when nor how let us loiter here a little time is i cheap we re tired now just forget the wind winds s low whisper that would lure us on our way saying gold goldt its here come find it well we shall but not today bitterroot BILL in A line 0 type or two |