"Acres Of Clams" lyrics - RAMBLIN' JACK ELLIOTT

I've wandered all over this country
Prospecting and digging for gold
I've tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled
And I have been frequently sold
And I have been frequently sold
And I have been frequently sold
I've tunneled, hydraulicked and cradled
And I have been frequently sold

For one who gets riches from mining
Perceiving that others grow poor
I made up my mind to try farming
The only pursuit that is sure
The only pursuit that is sure
The only pursuit that is sure
I made up my mind to try farming
The only pursuit that is sure

I put all my stuff in a blanket,
I've trow'd all my tools on the ground
Decided one morning to shank it
For a country they call Puget Sound
A country they call Puget Sound
A country they call Puget Sound
Decided one morning to shank it
For a country they call Puget Sound

No longer the slave of ambition
I laugh at the world and it's shams
And considered my pleasant condition
Surrounded by acres of clams
Surrounded by acres of clams
Surrounded by acres of clams
Considered my pleasant condition
Surrounded by acres of clams