Acres Of Clams

 

Acres Of Clams

1. I’ve wandered all over this country,
prospecting and digging for gold
I’ve tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled
and I nearly froze in the cold
And I nearly froze in the cold,
and I nearly froze in the cold
I’ve tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled
and I nearly froze in the cold

2. For one who got wealthy by mining,
I saw many hundreds get poor
I made up my mind to go digging
for something a little more sure
For something a little more sure,
for something a little more sure
I made up my mind to go digging
for something a little more sure

3. I rolled up my grub in my blanket,
I left all my tools on the ground
I started one morning to shank it
for the country they call Puget Sound
For the country they call Puget Sound,
for the country they call Puget Sound
I started one morning to shank it
for the country they call Puget Sound

4. No longer a slave of ambition,
I laugh at the world and its shams
And I think of my happy condition,
surrounded by acres of clams
Sur- rounded by acres of clams,
surrounded by acres of clams
And I think of my happy condition,
surrounded by acres of clams