49 by The Silent Comedy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We loaded rifles with our ragged britches on
We built the wagons, we head to California
I've got a lot to say, so you must sit and take it all

[Verse 2]
Your father looked at me like a thing that don't belong
Some sorry sailor, no fortunes for his daughter
I'll take your words with me
I'll cross the Rockies in the fall
To win my baby, find fortunes fit to take you home

[Bridge]
Blood washes glitter from stone
Mad forces, bodies and bones
Blood washes glitter from stone

[Verse 3]
Four years and seven days since I left what was my home
Returned to find you, cavortin' with another
He bent a knee for you
Bought you a ring of solid gold
That vein my fate pursued, I could have made five hundred more
You're breaking my patience
You're breaking my patience
You're breaking my patience down
Patience down
Patience down
Breaking down