On the first day of winter
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I was set to leave
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With the lost awe of true love in my eye
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The wild frontier outlaws and thieves
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To find me a mountain in the sky
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There's gold in them hills
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I heard the man cry
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There's gold in them hills
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For the taking
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It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies
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There's gold in them hills
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If you make it
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On the last day of spring
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I first saw the sea
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A poor boy with good luck on my side
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Ready for riches
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I rolled up my sleeve
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And took my first step down my life
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Had my wallet same old pocket
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Sixteen dollars brand new shoes
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Empty bottles sad turned daughters
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What's a country boy to do
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Tell dear mother that I miss her
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But things are different now
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There's nothing I can do
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Your dark haired son is now long gone
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Remember me
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When you stare at the moon
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I've broken my heart
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Diamonds and gold
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Through scandal through madness through cold
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All I have left is this grey in my beard
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This mountain and the stories that I've told
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There's gold in them hills
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I heard the man cry
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There's gold in them hills
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For the taking
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It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies
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There's gold in them hills
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If you make it
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There's Gold In Them Hills
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The Black Crowes |