Song Lyrics- Volume 2: "Adventure"
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words and music by: Gilbert Brown
In a mining town, in the heat of Arizona
Where the only green was the color of your pay
Working twenty-six and two could drive you crazy
Another day was just another day
He wasn't there alone, he had his family
And his folks were growing old just down the road
While he dreamed about a different way of living
And trying to stand up straight beneath the load
Many miles away from the blackjack trees and tall grass
And the morning dew that soaked a farmboy's feet
Many years away from the memories that are fading
Like the days spent fishing down on Deep-fork creek
The hard times led this young man from the heartland
To a place that he had never seen before
He traded in his over-alls and check-lines
For the brass tag and the steal hat, that he wore
It can rob you of your riches, take all that you can give
And when it's gone it turns and looks away
When you're working for the dollar, and the sweat runs down your collar
There's not an awful lot that you can say,
Just work so you can work, another day
Now you can't drink yourself back home to Oklahoma
To the prairie hills and black dirt fields you plowed
I was too young to see it then, all the things that best a man
After years of living, I see it now
So I'm in this mining town in Arizona
And the pay it seems a paler shade of green
In the morning I'll be gone, there's a whole world going on
And I'm bound for somewhere, I've never seen
It can rob you of your riches, take all that you can give
And when it's gone it turns and looks away
When you're working for the dollar, and the sweat runs down your collar
There's not an awful lot that you can say,
Just work so you can work, another day
