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I went digging for gold
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I went down to the valley
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Over by the mountain
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Where the prospektor had been told
D#m Cb
I'm marching through the cold
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We're marching through the cold
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I went digging for gold
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I went down with my brother
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A# bucket and a shovel
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and a book about the colour of coal
D#m Cb
I'm marching through the cold
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We're marching through the cold
D#m Cb F#
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
D#m Cb F#
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
D#m Cb F#
She said bring me back a ring cause I really want one
D#m Cb F#
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
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I went digging for gold
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I went down to the valley
F#
Over by the mountain
F#
Where the prospektor had been told
D#m Cb
I'm marching through the cold
F#
We're marching through the cold
D#m Cb F#
There's a tiny little crackle on the telephone line
D#m Cb F#
Saying what use the metal if the metal don't shine?
D#m Cb F#
She said bring me back a ring cause I really want one
D#m Cb F#
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
D#m Cb F#
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun
D#m Cb F#
Now I been digging so long that I never seen the sun