(C) partners (G) went in (C) search of gold as friendly as could be
One was (G) young and (C) one was old and the gay young fool was me
Since (G) neither one could (C) write his name, I (D) swore upon my (G) soul
To (C) share the (G) wealth and (C) then shook (F) hands, the (C) hands that (G) dug for (C) gold - (Am) Partners
Twas was in the spring we packed our gear, a-northward we did go
We crossed the mountain passes where the swirling rivers flow
All summer long we panned the gold, no nuggets did we find
But faith was great and hope was strong, we'd get the gold in time - Partners
Oh the summer days were gone at last and the winter nights grew cold
The snow had trapped us in the pass when we finally found the gold
We took our fortune to the shack to wait the winter through
But the food ran low so I killed my friend, what else was there to do - Partners
Oh the cabin's covered now with snow, the shelves of food are bare
Satan's waiting for me now but I'm too cold to care
Is that the devil at my door looking for my soul
Or is it just the old man looking for his gold