Текст песни The Spell of the Yukon - Jim Reeves
I
wanted
the
gold
and
I
sought
it,
I
scrabbled
and
mucked
like
a
slave,
was
it
famine
or
scurvy?
I
fought
it;
I
hurled
my
youth
into
a
grave.I
wanted
the
gold
and
I
got
it;
came
out
with
a
fortune
last
fall.
Yet
somehow
life's
not
what
I
thought
it,
and
somehow
the
gold
isn't
all;
no.
There's
the
land,
have
you
seen
it?
It's
the
cussidest
land
I
know,
From
the
big
dizzy
mountains
that
screen
it
to
the
deep
death
like
valleys
below.
Some
say
God
was
tired
when
he
made
it,
some
say
it's
a
fine
land
to
shun;
maybe,
But
there
are
some
who
would
trade
it
for
no
land
on
Earth,
and
I'm
one.
You
come
to
get
rich,
that's
a
good
reason.
You
feel
like
an
excile
at
first,
you
hate
it
like
Hell
for
a
season
and
then
you're
worse
than
the
worst.
It
grips
you
like
some
kind
of
sinning,
it
twists
you
from
foe
to
a
friend.
It
seems
it's
been
since
the
Beginning,
it
seems
it
will
be
till
the
end.
I've
stood
in
some
mighty
mouthed
hollow
thats
plum
full
of
hush
to
the
brim.
I've
watched
the
big
husky
sun
wallow
in
crimson
and
gold
and
grow
dim.
Till
the
moon
set
the
pearly
peaks
gleaming
and
the
stars
tumbled
out
neck
and
crop;
and
I
thought
I
surely
was
dreaming
with
the
peace
of
the
World
piled
on
top.
The
summer,
no
sweeter
was
ever,
the
sunshining
woods
all
a
thrill,
the
grailing
aleap
in
the
river,
the
bighorn
asleep
on
the
hill.
The
strong
life
that
never
knows
harness,
the
wilds
where
the
caribou
call,
the
freshness,
the
freedom,
the
farness.Oh
God
how
I'm
stuck
on
it
all!
The
winter,
the
brightness
that
blinds
you,
the
white
land
locked
tight
as
a
drum;
the
cold
fear
that
follows
and
finds
you,
the
silence
that
bludgions
you
dumb.
The
snows
that
are
older
than
history,
the
woods
where
the
wierd
shadows
slant,
the
stillness,
the
moonlight,
the
mystery.I've
bade
them
goodbye,
but
I
can't.
There's
a
land
where
the
mountains
are
nameless
and
the
rivers
all
run
God
knows
where.
There
are
lives
that
are
airing
and
aimless
and
deaths
that
just
hang
by
a
hair.
There
are
hardships
that
nobody
reckons,
there
are
valleys
unpeopled
and
still.
There's
a
land,
oh
how
it
beckons
and
beckons.And
I
want
to
go
back
and
I
will.They're
making
my
money
diminish;
I'm
sick
of
the
taste
of
champagne
Thank
God
when
I'm
skinned
to
a
finish,
I'll
pike
to
the
Yukon
again.I'll
fight;
and
you
bet
it's
no
sham
fight,
it's
Hell
but
I've
been
there
before
and
it's
better
than
this
by
a
great
sight.
So
me
for
the
Yukon
once
more.
There's
gold
and
it's
haunting
and
taunting.
It's
luring
me
on
as
a
goal.
Yet
it
isn't
the
gold
that
I'm
wanting
so
much
as
just
finding
the
gold.
It's
the
great
big
broad
land
way
up
yonder,
it's
the
forests
that
silence
has
leased,
it's
the
beauty
that
thrills
me
with
wonder,
it's
the
stillness
that
fills
me
with
peace.
Альбом
Jim Reeves
1 I'll Always Love You
2 Missing Angel
3 Mexican Joe
4 The White Cliffs of Dover
5 The Gun
6 The Wreck of the Number Nine
7 There's Always Me
8 A Letter To My Heart
9 The Spell of the Yukon
10 Wagon Load of Love
11 Hillbilly Walz
12 I'm Fool to Care
13 Annabell Lee
14 The Street of Laredo
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