I awoke on the edge of my fronteir bed when
Out of the caverns below
I saw me a light
A golden light that
Started them feelings I know
By lanterns light I sought a venture
Into the cavern below
When much to my surprise
A blind man in the night
Stood still in the warmth of that glow
Superstitions rumors notions
Those damn mountains
Got me good
Superstitions superstitions
Trade you life for that gold?
You know I would
He said son dont you toil
Dont you meddle
With the riches down in the cave
Fore what spared me my life
Made way with my sight
Left me a tired and a lonesome old slave
I said Im a slave to the gold in this cavern
A slave to the greed in my mind
A slave to the mountains and streams all around us
Yes that gold it put a thorn right to my side
Superstitions rumors notions
Those damn mountains
Got me good
Superstitions superstitions
Trade you life for that gold?
You know I would
He said son
Dont you toil dont you meddle
With forces you cant understand
You can go into that hollow
Fill both your pockets but your spirit it wont last the dance
Superstitions rumors notions
Those damn mountains
Got me good
Superstitions superstitions
Trade you life for that gold?
You know I would