Ghosts of Greed

He thought gold was his to claim, in this wide world But now he's got to reckon with his find He's the only soul who dug until the shine While the sun scorched on his back All he dreamed was golden tracks And he's feeling the weight of the ore alone His hands cracked, just like the earth he tore Now the gleaming dust blurs his mind Though wealth may lay in the palm of his hand He carries the burden, of a lonesome man’s stand [Chorus] Oh, the cost of gold, it's a heavy toll Breaks the body, steals the soul Now his bones rest beneath that gleaming stone Ghosts whisper tales of the man who sowed Fought the earth for its hidden prize Left a fortune that love can't revise Through the halls of his empty home Echoes of greed, his kin’s desperate moans