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shane pendergast - the gold at oyster cove كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
there was a storyteller who lived in my hometown
we’d visit him on dreary days and watch the rain pour down
there’s only tea and small talk ’til his wife went off to bed
then out would come the stories and a bottle of rum instead

[verse 2]
one night his face grew solemn and his voice went awful low
he told the tale of pirates who sailed down the hillsborough
beneath the willow tree, they buried treasures of the best
and nailеd a cross onto that tree to mark their hidden chest

[verse 3]
i’d go and find that trеasure if i was not so old
but if you burly boys can dig it up we’ll split the gold
and so the deal was struck we could scarcely hold our smiles
as he leaned in and whispered the directions to our prize

[chorus]
walk along the railroad tracks, turn down mckenna’s field
keep walking to the shore to find that cross upon a tree
then take your shovels to the earth, you’re sure to find a trove
a real arresting sight to see, the gold at oyster cove

[verse 4]
’twas early the next morning when we set off on our quest
our feet took flying through the dew to reach that treasure chest
and when we came upon the cove we stood in awe to see
just as the storyteller claimed, a cross upon a tree
[verse 5]
so we commenced to digging and finding nought but rocks
’til six feet down our shovels tapped upon a wooden box
when all at once we heard the sound of footprints drawing close
we turned around in shock to see a lawman on a horse

[verse 6]
he said “put down your shovels, and don’t you try and run,”
“you’re going to the jailhouse for the crime that you have done”
when i awoke this morning, a telegram i found
that told of robbers heading for the settlers’ burial ground

[chorus]
so walk along the railroad tracks, turn down mckenna’s field
keep walking to the shore to find that cross upon a tree
then take your shovels to the earth, you’re sure to find a trove
a real arresting sight to see, the gold at oyster cove

[verse 7]
the object of our digging was, alas, no treasure chest
but some poor settler’s coffin that had long been laid to rest
and though we tried to state our case the lawman would not budge
said he “you’ll have to save your petty vouching for the judge”

[verse 8]
it seemed that storyteller had mischief in his eye
his tale of pirate treasure, it was nothing but a lie
for we were no grave robbers, but a grave mistake we made
to trust that storyteller, for the devil he had played
[verse 9]
so now in cramped confinement, we wait to be set free
while drinking [?], the storyteller laughs and slaps his knee
so take heed to my warning, just as the addict says
if something sounds too rosy to be true it always is

[chorus]
and walk along the railroad tracks, turn down
keep walking to the shore to find that cross upon a tree
then take your shovels to the earth, you’re sure to find a trove
a real arresting sight to see, the gold at oyster cove

- shane pendergast

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