On the first day of winter, I was set to leave With the lost awe of true love in my eye The wild frontier outlaws and thieves To find me a mountain in the sky "There's gold in them hills!" I heard the man cry "There's gold in them hills for the taking It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies There's gold in them hills if you make it." On the last day of spring, I first saw the sea A poor boy with good luck on my side Ready for riches, I rolled up my sleeve And took my first step down my life Had my wallet, same old pocket Sixteen dollars, brand new shoes Empty bottles, sad turned daughters What's a country boy to do? Tell dear mother that I miss her But things are different now There's nothing I can do Your dark haired son is now long gone Remember me When you stare at the moon I've broken my heart for diamonds and gold Through scandal, through madness, through cold All I have left is this gray in my beard This mountain and the stories that I've told "There's gold in them hills!" I heard the man cry "There's gold in them hills for the taking. It's a one-way ticket down a river of lies There's gold in them hills if you make it." There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills There's gold in them hills if you make it