Goldenrod

Was I given this life
 Just to spend like a bird in a mine
 Was I given this life
 To work all day, all night
 When the mountains call
 With the goldenrod
 And I call my God
 I call my God
 Was I given this life
 To bind and trade
 Was I given this life
 To rise some other day
 Like the Pleiades
 In Orion's sky
 Where I call tonight
 I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
 Was I given this life just like a bird in a mine
 Was I given this life to grind and while away
 Was I given this life to rise some other day
 Like the Pleiades
 In Orion's sky
 Where I call tonight
 Was I given this life, just to spend like a bird in a mine
 Was I given this life to barter, bind and trade
 Was I given this life to rise some other day
 With the Pleiades
 In Orion's sky
 Where I call tonight
 And I call