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Son they told me go up where the gold grows
Lake County Colorado I'll make you my home

Build a cabin in the pines under the Great Divide
Say my grace and pick all day from the mountain side

Left a wife and kids to tend the Atlantic tide
And I made my way west to a city in the sky
Ten thousand feet high and a million miles away
I write unanswered letters and send them every day

I worked in the smelter, I worked for the man
I worked selling coffee out of my tin can
But I'd never had a life like this under the blood red sky
Where the earth is ever-changing, and nobody asks you why

I have seen the ages, I have been to war
I have grown up tall, man, thought that I was more
But the great sky closes in now, a breath I try to take
I’ve reconciled losing my life on the banks of slide lake.

Then one night a bunch of us packed in to the saloon
Somebody said, "you know we'd make a good platoon
Homestake is rich in silver, there's an old mine up there,
the Herald say you can try your luck, but only if you dare."

We packed up extra rations, our canary on the sled
Snow was up to our thighs, until we reached the shed
We stashed our gear and made it clear by spring we would return
With ore to spare and fame to bare, and enough money to burn

I have seen the ages, I have been to war
I have grown up tall, man, thought that I was more
But the great sky closes in now, a breath I try to take
I’ve reconciled losing my life on the banks of slide lake.

The winter there above the trees was cold and dark and raw
But by day we picked at the mountain's hip, not waiting for the thaw
The wind whipped our backs, as we pounded the mighty stone
By night we'd settle by the fire, telling stories of our home

And had i a chance to speak, at the laying of my grave
I'd ask my love to join me, but my choices i would stay
For it were a blessing, to watch it as it came
The slide that took me under, was a sight of god the same

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from 'Lo the Old Pine, released January 8, 2016

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Marc Shapiro & Billy Corbett Etna, New Hampshire

Marc Shapiro and Billy Corbett are a new-old-time duo based across Vermont and New Hampshire.

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