Prospector Songtext
von Rob Mayes

Got no roots in the delta
But I got muscle soul
Left my spirit in the Midwest
Cleveland, O-hio
Rushin′ out to California
49-er miner for that gold

With a pick ax and a hammer
And holes in both my shoes
Left a lover in Atlanta
Slipped out of that noose
Hitched up to that wagon
I ain't no ball and chain gang

At the mouth of the dragon
Firewater coursin′ thru my veins


Call me the prospector,
Ain't no bone collector,
Chasin' that carrot like a rabbit
Down the hole
Ain′t no, greed creature
Just a, yellow preacher, ohh
Ahh! 49-er miner for that gold!

Traded a Couple grams for a saddle,
Few more for a whore,
You can hear that rattle-snake,
The wolf is at the door
Diggin thru the mountain,
Breathin′ in the black
Thru the valley of the hostiles,
Just pray I make it back
Trail o' hell to heaven,
When the Bible is
Poor Richard′s Almanac

Call me the prospector,
Ain't no bone collector,
Chasin′ that carrot like a rabbit
Down the hole
Ain't no, greed creature
Just a, yellow preacher, ohh
Ahh! 49-er miner for that gold!

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Call me the prospector,
Ain′t no bone collector,
Chasin' that carrot like a rabbit
Down the hole
Ain't no, greed creature
Just a, yellow preacher, ohh
Ahh! 49-er miner for that gold!