When the first men on the ground were laid
I wouldn't fall under the mad skirts
Onward forth into a land of gold
Swords were drawn upon the road
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
Winter came and I was old and alone
Time set's gone under the mad skirts
Onward further to a land unknown
With only hope of the sea's ago
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
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When the first men on the ground were laid
I wouldn't fall under the mad skirts
Onward forth into a land of gold
Swords were drawn upon the road
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
Winter came and I was old and alone
Time set's gone under the mad skirts
Onward further to a land unknown
With only hope of the sea's ago
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
I wouldn't fall under the mad skirts
Onward forth into a land of gold
Swords were drawn upon the road
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
Winter came and I was old and alone
Time set's gone under the mad skirts
Onward further to a land unknown
With only hope of the sea's ago
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay
Come morning, miles along
Gathered round, those remained
With and a cry for the land
Joy to gain
Writer: JONATHAN LINDLEY SMITH, JORDAN FRYE
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing