Denver

Back then were the years
When adventure was everything
He left it all behind
All he saw, was gold in his eyes

He laid his bag down
Far west of all he knew
Where the Colorado River runs fast
And sparkles at dawn

A Chinese man with a fancy camera
In here with me
Where did the days go, when gold was glory
And not just a stop, on the way to Denver

At first he would work
For days at a time
No sunlight or fresh air
Not enough gold dust to pay for a beer

As I recall it was mid-May
When he hit that golden vein
Most boys work their whole lives
Without getting there

A tattooed pink haired girl
In here with me
Where did the days go, when gold was glory
And not just a stop, on the way to Denver

An almost deaf old man
In here with me
He remembers the days when gold was glory
And now it's the last stop, on my way to Denver



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