Silver Smith

I'm just a kind miner

Known as a silver smith

digging for silver

in the mine fields and hills

the mountains are my homes

I'm a drifter you see

I don't make enough to settle down

or even raise a family

But you will find me in the deep dark mines

Panning for my silver every day

No one even seems to care or mind

how I spend my time

My wife and kids live far away

Long gone from me they will stay

They chose a life with out me

and thats how it's going to  stay

You may think this is bitter sweet 

or a hell of a life to pay

for the silver I mine today

is only a half a mile away

I'll keep digging my grave

In these dark mines

Some day of being rich

You will find me

 

dead in a mine shaft

In a dark and watery grave

Digging through my pan of silver

Dreaming of riches some day