Feels like the mountains crowd around
And I get up, all thinking it's not worth it no more
In the bar lane getting a strike
and then I, I'm just a four minute walk from home
And I'm moving on
I'm not staying along
I'm not holding on
To that place anymore
And I'm, ooooh, calling out
Yeah, let's make a fortune of our own
In the distance we're falling out of the darknes
Every night there's a different game
With the guidance of a 49:er that made it
Moving along down the California trail
And I'm moving on
I'm not staying along
I'm not holding on
To that place anymore
And I'm, ooooh, calling out
Yeah, let's make a fortune of our own
Can't remember this place with happiness
There's just a dream for the the searching kind
Past the blue light, down the Gold Mountain (Gum San)
And I will have the walling in wealth in mind
And I'm moving on
I'm not staying along
I'm not holding on
To that place anymore
And I'm, ooooh, calling out
Yeah, let's make a fortune of our own
And I'm, ooooh, calling out
Yeah, let's make a fortune of our own