"Ballad Of The Lonely Argonaut" as written by and Kurosky....
Half by sea
Through the isthmus o'er the cape they're rounding

Over land
Follow the shallow ribbon of the platte
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 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 [?] cheer
And they sat for hours and hours


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"Ballad of the Lonely Argonaut" as written by Kurosky

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    General Commentum... these are not the lyrics.
    scheisseon March 12, 2003   Link
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    General Commentyeah. somebody should fix that...
    pavementon June 08, 2003   Link
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    General Commenthalf by sea
    through the isthmus o'er the cape they're roundin'
    and over land
    follow the shallow ribbon of the plaid


    in el dorado ways
    the avalance
    and the boys are off to see
    the elephants


    how does it feel
    to roam this land like Harte and Twain did
    how how how does it feel
    a thousand miles closer to hell


    over land
    they passed god’s bluff
    and crossed the bay’s end
    half by sea
    they follow the coast and through the gate where
    gold is coated with gold on the land and hills
    where we lay for hours and hours
    cool gray ladies with ? ?
    spreading his cheer and they sit for hours and hours


    the luck of the roaring camp
    and how they talk
    the outcast of the flats
    and their poker face


    cannot hide the fever of the childrens crusades
    slow slower than slow
    days fill into one another
    gold is coated with gold on the land and hills where we lay for hours and hours
    cool gray ladies with ? ?
    spreading his cheer and they sit for hours and hours
    EyesSoBrighton July 01, 2003   Link
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    General CommentThanks
    XSweetCatastropheXon January 01, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentroad trip, looking for el dorado?
    stupid_nameon June 28, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"the shallow ribbon of the Platte" (not plaid)
    polaris1on September 11, 2007   Link
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    General Comment"languid hills" not land and hills
    oceansneverlistenon September 18, 2007   Link

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