I asked what he was thinkin' but he hadn't much to say The revelry died down now, we'd reached the break of day God knows it's not for glory son, we just have to make some room Oh my heart will surely break for you, sweet treasure of my womb With four and twenty shillings we sent him on his way Now my blood runs through the mountains of Far Americay From a Rocky Mountain minecamp came a message here tonight He said the mountain gives him hope these days to break the reach of night He says to tell the young ones that he seldom sees the moon, That the noise could wake the dead out there, he'll send some money soon But there's light down in those tunnels, oh it's gonna be okay My blood sweats through the mountains of Far Americay. From a Rocky Mountain minecamp came a letter here today He says the winds of change are blowin' a little warmer every day Says he fell in love with Liberty, a girl we all once knew She comes from good people and he says she loves him, too That blood ran down those rivers, what a heavy price to pay So far now from the ocean, in Far Americay Far Americay How young love it meanders through Far Americay.