Their Rush

In the late 1890's New Mexico had its own, less famous gold rush.

"My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true"

"In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft'times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49."

"There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget
He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet
One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49"

"They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares I for praise?
I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign"

"In the days of old, in the days of gold
How oft'times I repine for the days of old
When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49."

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All lyrics from "Days Of 49", Bob Dylan