Far From Finished - 1849 video free download

Welcome to California son

This is where men are made

Grab yourself a pick and a shovel

If you've got the will

We've got the way

In eighteen forty-nine you saw the gold with your own two eyes

You scavenge for something that shines like the son

You ravage through dirt and the greed and the blood

You came for the metals now you're remembered in stone

You can't see the sun is going down on you

You're a crook you're a gambler it's all for their sake

You lost it all you gave them all they could take

Don't know where you are you don't know where you've been

It's a race 'till your death that you'll never win

It's a place and a time you're bought and sold

You'll see that you're not worth your weight in gold

Is this your better way

You watch the California sun go sinking down into the bay

Is this your better way

You watch the California sun steal all your dreams away

The saloons and the gambling the whore house hotels

They're lit up all night by their own private hells

Now a broken man so far from his home

It now comes to this he stands drunk and alone

Without a dime to your name or one ounce of fame

It's time to die now who do you blame