Ballad Of The Lonely Argonaut - Beulah

Half by sea

Through the isthmus o’er the cape they’re rounding

Over land

Follow the shallow ribbon of the plat

an El Dorado waits

like an avalanche

and the boys are off to see

the elephant

How does it feel

to roam this land like Hart and Twain did?

How, how, how does it feel?

A thousand miles closer to hell

Over land

they pass God’s bluff and cross the basin

Half by sea

they follow the coast and through the gate where

Gold is coated with gold

on the languid hills

where they wait for hours and hours

cool gray ladies from shirley’s learn us cheer

and they sat for hours and hours

The luck of the roaring camp

and how they taught the outcasts of the flats

in their poker face

Cannot hide the fever of the children’s crusade

slow, slower than slow

days spill into one another

Gold is coated with gold

on the languid hills

where they wait for hours and hours

cool gray ladies from Shirley’s loan us cheer

and they sat for hours and hours