Lyrics for Ballad Of The Lonely Argonaut as interpreted by Thrice_Rules

Ballad Of The Lonely Argonaut Lyrics
Half by sea
Through the isthmus over 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

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scheisse
03-12-2003

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um... these are not the lyrics.

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pavement
06-08-2003

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yeah. somebody should fix that...

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EyesSoBright
07-01-2003

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half 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

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XSweetCatastropheX
01-01-2005

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Thanks

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stupid_name
06-28-2006

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road trip, looking for el dorado?

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polaris1
09-11-2007

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"the shallow ribbon of the Platte" (not plaid)

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oceansneverlisten
09-18-2007

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"languid hills" not land and hills

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