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Songs of a Sourdough
Robert W Service
Songs of a Sourdough
Robert W Service
I wanted the gold, and I sought it,
I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
Was it famine or scurvy - I fought it;
I hurled my youth into a grave.
I wanted the gold, and I got it -
Came out with a fortune last fall, -
Yet somehow life's not what I thought it,
And somehow the gold isn't all.
No! There's the land. (Have you seen it?)
It's the cussedest land that I know,
From the big, dizzy mountains that screen it
To the deep, deathlike valleys below.
Some say God was tired when He made it;
Some say it's a fine land to shun;
Maybe; but there's some as would trade it
For no land on earth - and I'm one.
- Taken from "Songs of a Sourdough" written by Robert W. Service
Media | Books Paperback Book (Book with soft cover and glued back) |
Released | December 11, 2020 |
ISBN13 | 9798579838650 |
Publishers | Independently Published |
Pages | 68 |
Dimensions | 152 × 229 × 4 mm · 113 g |
Language | English |
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