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FAR FROM HOME (traditional B.C.) Where mighty waters foam and boil And rushing torrents roar In Fraser River's northern soil Lies hid the golden ore Far from home, far from home On Fraser River's shore We labour hard, so does our bard To dig the golden ore Far, far from home we miners roam We feel it's joys no more These we have sold for yellow gold On Fraser River's shore In cabins rude, our daily food Is quickly counted o'er Beans, bread, salt meat is all we eat And the cold earth is our floor Lonely our lives, no mothers', wives' Or sisters' love runs o'er When home we come at set of sun To greet us at the door At night we smoke, then crack a joke Try cards 'til found a bore Our goodnight said, we go to bed To dream of home once more With luck at last, our hardships past We'll head for home once more And greet the sight with wild delight Of California's shore And once on shore, we never more Will roam through all our lives A home we'll find, just to our mind And call our sweethearts wives @Canada @mining @home filename[ FARHOME AJS apr97 |
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