[Verse 1] When I was in Virginia Town, in an old abandoned mine I met a man of some renoun a ghost from another time He told me how it felt to be a miner in the line To swing that pick and make that sprite and see that silver shine To swing that pick and make that strike and see that silver shine [Verse 2] He made the west live again for me as the story he did unfold Of the fast wild life that used to be in the land of silver and gold When the silver dollar jumped at night would swept and sat at th grime And the bucket of blood had a roundhous fight and drinks were a nugget or a dime [Chorus] When I was in Virginia Town I heard the story go Of the vast wild life that used to be in the land of silver and gold [Verse 3] Now theyre lying in their graves, the weeds grow all around high up on a windswept hill not too far from town From A street to D street where Junior and the girls would play The empty houses gaped their pass with echoes of yesterday The gay and rockish shouts are gone, the iron has turned to rust But the wind placed tricks upon my ears as a blow through streets of dust Sometimes I think I hear them still the soft rustle of a gown And phantom hoof beats on the wind swept hill not too far from town [Chorus] When I was in Virginia Town I heard the story go Of the vast wild life that used to be in the land of silver and gold Land of silver and gold
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