The Onyx Mine

Miners came from Tennessee back in 1891

The west was still young and free like the early

mornin' sun

Diggin' into the mountainside lookin' for a streak of

gold

In the marrow of the onyx mine lies the story that

they told

Now a hundred years gone by you still can see their

sign

Way out on the Boulder Road that leads down to the old

mine

I came for the first time when I was just sixteen

Now twenty years have passed and I'm still just a

refugee

'Cause I feel somethin' when I ride that rocky trail

I hear voices in the tall dark pines

And I don't feel nothin' when I drive these city

streets

So I think I'll leave this city behind

And head for the onyx mine

Father told the story about drivin' that old road

In a 1941 Ford the day after it snowed

A downed-log through the fender and a busted-out

headlamp

By the early mornin' light they made it to the old

mine camp

When my world turns dark and cold and the gold in life

don't shine

I gather up my family and we head up to the old mine

We sit around a campfire and look up at the full white

moon

And listen to the coyote howl an old ghost miner's

tune

'Cause I feel somethin' when I ride that rocky trail

I hear voices in the tall dark pines

And I don't feel nothin' when I drive these city

streets

So I think I'll leave this city behind

And head for the onyx mine

For the onyx mine