| Handsome young Alex westward went No man of leisure this ambitous gent To Bisbee, Arizona he travelled by train To work in the copper mine for his gain. |
| She said a river runs through the farm With a bend in it, well below the barn There's a large tree on the river's bend Where a slight rapids hastens it's wend. |
| "Under that tree lies your fortune", she said But sometime during the fortune-telling session She mentioned something quite depressing "You''ll die with your boots on!" he was told In the far future, he hoped, when he was old! |
| His friend Huntley, too, had his fortune told She surprised him with facts, that he though bold You have a letter in your pocket.You want no one to know. He felt it there and knew it was so. There's stocks from which you will not get a cent. A short while later, he knew what she meant. |
| Alex was an amazed young feller! He wrote home bout that fortune teller. By what power, had she seen His birthplace so fertile and green? |
| This stunned the relatives who Remember two incidents long ago That happened near the same spot She had aptly described, just so. |
| They remembered that a stranger came To Aspen, looking for gold. Which was buried on the steep hill. Overlooking that same bend still. |
| He engaged the help of the village men. Who enjoyed this new diversion. They dug a hole thirty feet deep, but then Stopped for a serious discussion. |
| Alex's father said, "We've been had, lads It takes a kitten nine days To open it's eyes and have sight. I just got mine opened, after only eight!" |
| They stopped digging in disgust Fed up with all this wonder lust Their wondrous thoughts of wealth and gold They realized now they'd never hold! |
| Was it that the gold they sought Was buried in another spot? Was it down the hill, under that tree? Is it waiting now for you and me? |
| That same night, they travelled up river Was it because they started to shiver/ Or had they buried a treasure there Not for anyone else to share? |
| They came at last to the house of Gunn Who had no idea, they were on the run They stayed the night, but in morning departed. After breakfast and good wishes were imparted. |
| Later, a neighbour told them the news Of a ship found drifting with a drunken crew. Of the ghastly murders, the cargo in the hold. About the copper, coins, and bullion of gold. |
| This happened may years before Alex had his fortune told As the relatives read his letter The blood in their veins turned cold! |
| Alex never again saw his treasure tree Instead of going home, he went to B.C. Had the fortune-teller tried to keep him from harm By sending him to the safety of the farm? |
| In a mine in B.C., a rock fell on his head It broke his neck, he didn't die in bed. He died with his boots on That prediction came to pass But he left us a legacy, neath the green grass Beneath the huge elm tree, old and bold We wonder, are there coins and bullion of gold? |
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| Now, it was Baby's turn to be fed As Mom gently lifted it from it's bed Under Baby's blanket in the fold She found a generous coin of gold. |
| Alex's family thought of the Saladin's men Who camped beneath the tree They built a campfire on that bend As night and darkness did descend |
| He went and had his fortune told By an Indian lady who cards did hold. She described the farm from whence he came. Every detail was exactly the same. |
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