Rocky Mountain Gold Lyrics

Million dollar view with deer on the spit

A 50 cal rifle and a bone dry kit

Peace in the valley and bugles on the ridge

Traps are sprung where the water flows

The days are warm and the nights are cold

The grass is soft and the moon is bright and big

I don't need money

I don't want silver

Just give me clean air and the sound of a running river

The only wealth

I ever cared to hold

Are these skies full of Rocky Mountain gold

Folks back home are rocking by the fire

Reading Robison Crusoe dream and admire

This very life I'm living right now

But is it rough on the mind and hard on the knees

And if wasn't for nights like these

I'd had long ago packed up and packed out but

I don't need money

I don't want silver

Just give me clean air and the sound of a running river

The only wealth

I ever cared to hold

Are these skies full of Rocky Mountain gold

I don't need money

I don't want silver

Just give me clean air and the sound of a running river

The only wealth

I ever cared to hold

Are these skies full of Rocky Mountain gold