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And now I am hanging here, eight feet high, six feet tall

I was hanged for the things I’ve done, I sold my soul for the gold

I came here to fulfill all the dreams that I had

I was a poor bastard back at home, so I sailed here to the promise land

Don’t cry my Oriana! You know I won’t come back

Until I find some gold, a pocketful, I promise you that

I saw him digging one day, he was alone at the heights

I knew for sure he it, I could see it in his eyes

I smashed his face, oh I smashed his face with a rock in my hand

Killing was so easy, now he’s buried in the wasteland

Don’t cry my Oriana! You know I won’t come back

Until I find some gold, a pocketful, I promise you that. (x3)

A stranger came to me one day, he was just an old fool

He came here many years ago, but he couldn’t find any gold

'I can see it in your eyes' he said. 'I know what you got in your hand.'

I drowned him in the river that night, now he’s floating through the promise

land

Don’t cry my Oriana! You know I won’t come back

Until I find some gold, a pocketful, I promise you that

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