Listen to the song
Recorded by: the Coal Men
Written by: Will Holland/Dave Coleman


Well I don’t know
I can’t tell
If I wanna wish you well
To see you off
Away from here
To watch you turn and disappear

Cause if Had you in my hold
By your touch I’d turn to gold
If I had you in my reach
There’d be roses growing at my feet

Let’s make a promise
On who we’ve been
That we won’t ever meet again
Let’s never speak
Each others names
Cause nothing good means anything

I’ll let you go
I’ll let you pass
But we can’t deny the simple facts
Our fields are barren
Without measure
And I’ll be left with silver pleasure