Just like the gold rush, deep in the darkest mine
They struck a rich seam, impossible to refine
They made an icon but the star then ceased to shine
And now he's lying low down among the pines
Caught in an endless bind where bramble barbs entwine
His every movement seen as though he was divine
But now he's dissipated, never to recombine
And another cold wind blows down among the pines
In the winter and in the summertime
They traced your footsteps down by the Seattle skyline
And all those last years, all that living on borrowed time
And you left them broken-hearted among the pines
Oh that girl, that girl, don't you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night?
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine,
I'll shiver the whole night through
Her husband was a balladeer, five thousand miles from here
He left his body on that cold cold floor
But his soul has never been found
Oh me, how cruel can this life be?
Funny how they build they up and then they bring you down
Not free with all this purgatory,
Another frantic phone call from another distant town
That girl, that girl, where will you go?
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don't ever shine
I'll shiver the whole night through
Like the gold rush deep in the darkest mine
They struck a rich seam, impossible to refine
They made an icon but the star then ceased to shine
And now he's lying low down among the pines