Sitka
In seventeen sixty-three
With Cathrines love from overseas
I grew from a lowly seed
Fur trappers didn't want poor me
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
In eighteen and twenty-four
They couldn't find fur no more
My home was sold to Americans
An acre cost just two cents
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
My roots taste rivers and sea
My children moved south without me
One day man came for gold
Oh I want gold
For that they left me alone
Yeah I want gold
Then oil found in Prudhoe bay
Yeah I want oil
For fifty years more I could stay
Yeah I want oil
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
My roots taste rivers and sea
The world changed all around me
My brothers went on to the mill
For bibles spars and window sills
Cut me down and sawed my heart
I ended up as Ed's guitar
Standing there in my prime
Cut me down two thousand nine
Ship me down to El Cajon
With ebony gold and abalone
I want gold
I grew tall and strong
Yeah I want gold
Now I'm glued to rosewood for a song
Yeah I want oil
I'll never taste the sea again
Yeah I want oil
I'm dried up and strung out since twenty-ten
I'm dried up and strung out
I'm dried up and strung out
With Cathrines love from overseas
I grew from a lowly seed
Fur trappers didn't want poor me
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
In eighteen and twenty-four
They couldn't find fur no more
My home was sold to Americans
An acre cost just two cents
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
My roots taste rivers and sea
My children moved south without me
One day man came for gold
Oh I want gold
For that they left me alone
Yeah I want gold
Then oil found in Prudhoe bay
Yeah I want oil
For fifty years more I could stay
Yeah I want oil
I grew tall and strong
Under the shadow of a devils thumb
My roots taste rivers and sea
The world changed all around me
My brothers went on to the mill
For bibles spars and window sills
Cut me down and sawed my heart
I ended up as Ed's guitar
Standing there in my prime
Cut me down two thousand nine
Ship me down to El Cajon
With ebony gold and abalone
I want gold
I grew tall and strong
Yeah I want gold
Now I'm glued to rosewood for a song
Yeah I want oil
I'll never taste the sea again
Yeah I want oil
I'm dried up and strung out since twenty-ten
I'm dried up and strung out
I'm dried up and strung out
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Writer(s): Edward Januska
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