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steve young - days of '49 lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m old tom moore from the bummer shore in the good old golden days
they call me a bummer and a gin sot too, but what care i for praise?
i wander around from town to town like a roving sign
all the people say, “there goes tom moore in the days of ’49”

[chorus]
in the days of old, in the days of gold
often i repine
the days of old when we dug up the gold
in the days of ’49

[verse 2]
my comrades they all loved me well, jolly saucy crew
a few hard cases i will recall though they all were brave and true
well now, whatever the pitch they never would flinch
they never would fret or whine
the good old picks, they stood the kicks in the days of ’49

[chorus]
in the days of old, in the days of gold
now often i repine
in the days of old when we dug up the gold
in the days of ’49

[verse 3]
now the comrades all that i had, there’s none that’s left to boast
oh, i’m left alone in my misery like some poor old wandering ghost
yeah, and i pass by from town to town, they call me the rambling sign
“there goes tom moore, a bummer sure in the days of ’49”
[chorus]
in the days of old, in the days of gold
now often i repine
in the days of old when we dug up the gold
in the days of ’49
yeah, in the days of old, in the days of gold
now often i repine
in the days of old when we dug up the gold
in the days of ’49

- steve young lyrics

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