Spring of Summer Of 1945

It was spring in the mountains in 1945
And I went down to my mine
It was the gold rush, it was the gold rush
It was the gold rush of mine
They said "Charlie, don't you know that Black Ridge Mountains is cursed"
And I said "cursed, baby I don't believe in no curse
I'm looking for gold, gold baby, OW"

So I started to dig and I started to mine
And I looked for gold, and there was nothing inside
And then, the mountain collapsed
I lost my legs so I went to town, and the doctor there he told me
"Charlie, didn't you know that Black Ridge Mountains are cursed"
And I said "Doc, I don't know what you've been eating
But I don't believe in no curse, I'm lookin' for gold"

It was the gold rush, it's the gold rush
It was the gold rush in the summer of 1945

I went down to my mine again, I was in a wheelchair
And I picked up that shovel, and I started to mine
I started to dig and look for that gold baby, sweet gold, sweet gold baby
But then, the mountain collapsed again
It was the gold rush, it was the gold rush in the summer of 1945

So I went back to the doctor, lost both my arms
And I said "Doc, can I mine again"
And he said "Charlie, them Black Ridge Mountains are cursed
There's nothing up there but ghosts"
And I said "ghosts, I don't believe in ghosts I believe in gold"
In the autumn of 1945
I went back to my mine, to my mine
I went back to my mine, to my mine
So I dug, and I dug, and I dug
So I dug, and I dug, and I dug

I bet you can guess what happened next
The mine collapsed and I lost both my arms, and my legs
And my eyes, and my ears, and my tongue
So I went back to the doctor I said "ehebhebhehheb"
And the doctor he said "Charlie I can't understand a word you're saying
You're crippled beyond belief Charlie
Don't go back into that mine Charlie, it's cursed"

REPRISE
It was winter in the mountains of 1945
And I went back down to my mine
Everyone told me don't
Everyone told me stop
But did I

REPRISE
And then my mine collapsed for good