About the legendary Joshua Tree miner
Words and music - John Malcolm Penn ©Radio Flyer Music
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Lyrics:
JOHNNY LANG
Back in 1893
I thought my horse ran off you see
But it was rustled by Jim McHaney
He said ‘Bring another anytime’

I’m Johnny Lang as you can see
The trickiest cuss in the territory
A brave deceiver you’ll agree
This claim will be the Lost Horse Mine

From 96 to 99
Were busy days for the Lost Horse Mine
For me and my partners gold to find
But I’ll keep some extra for me

So the night shift I supervised
And a stash of gold I set aside
In case I fell upon lean times
In the hills above the Joshua Tree

Ch) Some say I’m a man of low degree
But I’m just a dweller of the desert you see
What they say don’t worry me none
I’m Johnny Lang and I’m a son of a gun

Live by my wits and I’ll guarantee
No one knows this land like me
What they say don’t worry me none
I’m Johnny Lang and I’m a son of a gun

The days they passed and the mines went dry
I’m losing sight in both eyes
My last prospecting trip I lie
Freezing under desert skies

Bury my body where it was found
Where the nights are quiet and there ain’t a sound
He lies far above the lights of town
On the trail to the Lost Horse Mine