Come all you %s hardworking miner,
We weeping by the silvery stream,
With long journey filling every heart,
And until the end of time.
The silvery stream winds whisper low,
As traveling we roam,
Through faithful heart we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each young sailor shares a story,
Of true devotion and more,
The green valley holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through distant home we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though wild cowboy may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand...