tell me of the land where we are going
will there be snowing
will there be cold and rain
tell me of the land where the sun is shining
will we all be mining on a golden vein
where the mountains rise up from the valley far below
won't you take me with you for I want to go
where is the mist that clung to every mountainside
has it fallen back to earth with every tear that we have cried
when all these hills are gone and all this work is done
our tears will rise to fill the skies and dark clouds will hide the sun
tell me of the land where we are going
will there be snowing
will there be cold and rain
tell me of the land where the sun is shining
will we all be mining on a golden vein
where the mountains rise up from the valley far below
won't you take me with you for I want to go
won't you take me with you for I want to go

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Writer(s): Catherine Irwin