Panning for Gold (Holy Moses)

Knee deep in this cold river I have been
Wading and panning for gold
I've been out long, but I've not enough
To be sold

Down in the old canvas shanty town
They're digging up barrows a day
I know that I'll never find so much
My way

But, Holy Moses, I can't leave
Oh, Holy Moses, I can't leave

Now, in this cold river, up on this hill
It could be there's no gold to find
But it could be there is, so it's on this hill
I'll die

Now, you may say of me, "What a fool"
And ask of me, "Wherefore and why"
And truly, I must confess, I have no
Reply

For, Holy Moses, I can't leave
Oh, Holy Moses, I can't leave

Oh, Holy Moses, I can't leave
Oh, Holy Moses, I can't leave



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Writer(s): Jack Landis
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