C.w. Mccall - Camp Bird Mine Lyrics
(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)way out in coloradoIn the camp bird mineDown deep in the darknessOn level nineWhere the water tricklesAn your blood runs coldTheres a lonesome minerStill lookin for goldHes way down deep...In the camp bird mineHe never sees the snowfallNever knows the springcause its eternal midnightWhere he does his thingHe never feels the sunlightDoesnt need the moonHes had his lamp a-burninSince ninety-twoHes way down deep...In the camp bird mineWay down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down...In the camp bird mineThey say you never see imYou just know hes thereBut you can hear his hammerIn the devils lairWhere the silver sparklesAn your blood runs coldTheres a phantom minerStill lookin for goldHes way down deepIn the camp bird mineWay down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...In the camp bird mine