This is the song I record thanking dad
Daddy was a hard man, worked coal all his life
Dollar a day which kept us alive
So we headed west bound, we came of age
Fortunes to be found, and mistakes I claimed
Singing ah, ale-ale-ala
And when I die, won't you lay me on down by
Rowing forth river near the old aspen road
Spend all these days searching these mountains for silver
Ten candle days will be gone for too long
So we found us a new town, and worked on the cracks
We're thanking the Lord now, for the strength in our backs
With pick ax and powder, a quick prayer to God
A candle an hour, for each one on the job
We learned fast from these measures, and waiting gets old
Find a woman the treasure, you could love nothing more
The Summer that seem, blessed us with a child
A passive of changing, with pressure in town
Singing ah,ale-ale-alah
And when I die, won't you lay me on down by
Rowing forth river near the old asphen road
Spend all these days searching these mountains for silver
Ten candle days will be gone for too long
Shine on, shine On
These ten candle days shine on
Shine on, shine On
When the lights from down low
We'll be coming home
My brothers are gone now, blacks out fresh
I Guess what you take now, you gotta give back
I'm just a lonely prospector, last of my kind
Sole protector, of this silver mine
Singing ah,ale-ale-alah
And when I die, won't you lay me on down by
Rowing forth river near the old asphen road
Spend all these days searching these mountains for silver
Ten candle days will be gone for too long
Shine on, shine On
These ten candle days shine on
Shine on, shine On
When the lights from down low
We'll be coming home
