We fell onto the sidewalk
We fell into the night
We fell about when Sailor Sam
Got caught up in a fight
We raised a glass to liberty
We raised a glass to home
We drunk until the daylight
Hands cold as Scrabo stone
There's gold along the Cariboo
From Lilooet to Lac la Hash
I'm a million miles from Bradshaw's Brae
From the quarry dust and ash
I'd give my arms to see you all
My sight to feel the fire
There's gold along the Cariboo
And ravens on the wire
It took me years to get my feet warm
Or read the letters sent from home
I'm far away in Fraser Canyon
Where we cut the road from stone
They are friends i'll never see again
On the darkest street in town
Wooden crosses outside Soda Creek
Mark the ground where i'll lie down
Tonight i'll drink my body's weight
Tonight i'll use these hands
To fight the voice of reason
That drives me from these lands
There's nothing left on Bradshaw Brae
Except love and ancient skies
There's nothing in my suitcase
Save for hope and long goodbyes
I sailed in search of dignity
I haven't found it yet
No wealth or fools redemption
On the road to Lilooet
But there's gold along the Cariboo
From Fort Yale to Lac la Hash
I'm a million miles from Bradshaw Brae
From the quarry dust and ash
I'd give my arms to see you all
My sight to feel the fire
There's gold along the Cariboo
And ravens on the wire