Текст (слова) песни: misc - acres of clams | guitar pro tab и Mp3
056 {title:Acres of Clams} {st:Judge Francis B. Henry} {c:tune:Rosin the Beau} [C]I`ve travelled all over this country, Prospecting and digging for [F]gold. I`ve [C]tunneled, hydraulic`d and cradled, And I have been [G7]frequently [C]sold.
{c:Chorus:} And [C]I have been frequently sold, And I have been frequently [F]sold. I`ve [C]tunneled, hydraulic`d and cradled, And I have been [G7]frequently [C]sold.
For one that get riches by mining, Perceiving that hundreds grow poor, I made up my mind to try farming, The only pursuit that is sure.
{c:Chorus.}
So rolling my grub in my blanket, I left all my tools on the ground, I started one morning to shank it, For a country they call Puget Sound.
{c:Chorus.}
Arriving flat broke in mid winter, I found it enveloped in fog, And covered all over with timber, Thick as hair on the back of a dog.
{c:Chorus.}
I staked out a claim in the forest, And set myself down to hard toil, For two years I chopped and I loggered, But I never got down to the soil.
No longer the slave of ambition, I laugh at the world and it`s shams, I think of my happy condition, Surrounded by acres of clams.
{c:Chorus.}
Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives by Steve Putz 7 September 1992
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