Deep in The Motherlode

<br>Get out of the way fat man. you got something to do<br><br>Go fill up your hands till theyre shining up at you.<br><br>You gotta get out while theres gold in the air<br><br>Its falling like water, coming down from the hills.<br><br><br><br>Go west young man<br><br>Earn a dollar a day just like your family said.<br><br>Youre rolling your days right on into the night<br><br>The head of the lines going way out of sight.<br><br>Go west young man like your family said<br><br><br><br>All along the wagons<br><br>All along the dusty trail.<br><br>Seventeen years not over a day<br><br>Like children in the wild.<br><br>Your mothers milk still wet on your face<br><br>And no one to pray for your safe journey home.<br><br><br><br>Out beyond the desert<br><br>Across the mountains by the fall.<br><br>Servants who leave their masters house<br><br>Are walking all the way.<br><br>The golden fields that beckoned you<br><br>Are darkened by the years.<br><br><br><br>Go west young man<br><br>If you knew then what you know today<br><br>Youd be back where you started a happier man<br><br>And leave all the glory to those who have remained.<br><br><br><br>So go west young man<br><br>Go west young man, like your family said.