Текст песни C.W. Mccall - Camp Bird Mine
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(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 coldThere`s a lonesome minerStill lookin` for gold He`s way down deep...In the Camp Bird Mine He never sees the snowfallNever knows the spring`Cause its eternal midnightWhere he does his thingHe never feels the sunlightDoesn`t need the moonHe`s had his lamp a-burnin`Since `ninety-two He`s way down deep...In the Camp Bird Mine Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down...In the Camp Bird Mine They say you never see `imYou just know he`s thereBut you can hear his hammerIn the devil`s lairWhere the silver sparklesAn` your blood runs coldThere`s a phantom minerStill lookin` for gold He`s way down deepIn the Camp Bird Mine Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...Way down deep...In the Camp Bird Mine