Let me tell you about a story, about a man named Joe His family they was hungry, so he said I'm gonna go Go up in the mountains, start looking for some gold So he started out one morning, the wind was getting cold The air was nearly freezing, it was ten degrees below
Chorus: Sad eyed Joe, why did you go, Your family's gonna miss you, they want you back at home Think about the winter, think about the snow Think about the things that you're gonna leave behind When your looking for the gold dust that you're never gonna find
He wakes up every morning, after only five hours sleep Chewing on a tasteless piece of gristly worn out meat His coffee runout weeks ago he won't admit defeat Panning on the water searching with his hands Looking for the yellow dust but all he find is sand
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They searched fro him every day for one whole solid week They found him lying frozen at the bottom of the creek A bag of yellow gold dust between his icy feet His collar it was turned up frozen to his jaw Sad eyed Joe looked sadder than he ever looked before