C.w. Mccall: "Camp Bird Mine" Lyrics

(c.w. mccall, bill fries, chip davis)



way out in colorado

In the camp bird mine

Down deep in the darkness

On level nine

Where the water trickles

An your blood runs cold

Theres a lonesome miner

Still lookin for gold



Hes way down deep...

In the camp bird mine



He never sees the snowfall

Never knows the spring

cause its eternal midnight

Where he does his thing

He never feels the sunlight

Doesnt need the moon

Hes had his lamp a-burnin

Since ninety-two



Hes way down deep...

In the camp bird mine



Way down deep...

Way down deep...

Way down deep...

Way down...

In the camp bird mine



They say you never see im

You just know hes there

But you can hear his hammer

In the devils lair

Where the silver sparkles

An your blood runs cold

Theres a phantom miner

Still lookin for gold



Hes way down deep

In the camp bird mine



Way down deep...

Way down deep...

Way down deep...

Way down deep...

In the camp bird mine