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A Boy Of Purest Wonder

Album: Walt Cronin - California I Gotta Run
By:
Walt Cronin

Duration

4:27

Genres

Folk

Description

A tale of a young man's wanderings from a time long past..

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Lyrics

He was taken by surprise, what’s the reason why? Didn’t know that he’d done wrong So he left his hearth and home Made his momma cry Takin off for points unknown He was barely seventeen Trying to find out if his dream Take him places he never seen Sometimes hungry, sometimes sad He just knew that he had A dream unfulfilled and calling What did he see? Where did he go? No one seems to know Thought it was Colorado Worked as a miner underground For the silver ore he found Makin wages for the day Drillin holes in solid rock Fear of fires and of shock Laid their lives out on the line Fear of mines filled with gas Each day might be their last They’d be breathin dust and say: “We are miners in the ground” “Up above you won’t hear a sound” “Till the walls come crashin down” “We are miners in the ground” “Up above you won’t hear a sound” “Till the walls come crashin down” Instrumental Break Years later it was said In a cave-in he was dead Tryin to strike that silver ore Years later it was said In a cave-in he was dead Tryin to strike that silver ore He’d been barely seventeen When he’d set out to find a dream Been a boy of purest wonder What did he see? Where did he go? No one here seems to know Might have been Colorado He’d been barely seventeen When he’d set out to find a dream

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