Three Dollar Dreams
by Bill Gallaher

Oh they came from the lowland those hungry young men
And England's black country they'd not see again
They were traveling light, some traveled lean
With nothing but three dollar dreams

And they sailed the great oceans through gales of the horn
Wwhere some of the men wished they'd never been born
And all that they hoped for, and all of their schemes
were nothing but three dollar dreams

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Three dollar dreams kept them down in the mines
Down underground where the sun never shines
Down underground digging dirty black seams
Of diamond hard coal just for three dollar dreams

And those men went down in the mines every day
But old men came up as their dreams slipped away
Only a working man knows what it means
To be living on three dollar dreams

But dreams are for young men, they're still dreaming yet
While old men juust take anything they can get
And often a glass or two eases the pain
Remembering three dollar dreams