Partners
(Am)
Two (C) partners (G) went in (C) search
of gold as friendly as could be
One was (G) young and (C) one was
old and the gay young fool was me
Since (G) neither one could (C) write
his name, I (D) swore upon my (G) soul
To (C) share the (G) wealth and (C) then
shook (F) hands, the (C) hands that (G) dug for (C) gold - (Am) Partners
Twas was in the spring we
packed our gear, a-northward we did go
We crossed the mountain
passes
where the swirling rivers flow
All summer long we panned
the gold, no nuggets did we find
But faith was great and
hope
was strong, we'd get the gold in time - Partners
Oh the summer days were
gone
at last and the winter nights grew cold
The snow had trapped us
in
the pass when we finally found the gold
We took our fortune to
the
shack to wait the winter through
But the food ran low so I
killed my friend, what else was there to do - Partners
Oh the cabin's covered
now
with snow, the shelves of food are bare
Satan's waiting for me
now
but I'm too cold to care
Is that the devil at my
door
looking for my soul
Or is it just the old man
looking for his gold
