When the first men on the ground were laid

I wouldn't fall under the mad skirts

Onward forth into a land of gold

Swords were drawn upon the road
Chorus:

Provider, carry on

Far from the golden age

Follow me down a fox hole in the ground

Don't delay
Come morning, miles along

Gathered round, those remained

With  and a cry for the land

Joy to gain
Winter came and I was old and alone

Time set's gone under the mad skirts


Onward further to a land unknown

With only hope of the sea's ago
Chorus:

Provider, carry on

Far from the golden age

Follow me down a fox hole in the ground

Don't delay
Provider, carry on

Far from the golden age

Follow me down a fox hole in the ground

Don't delay
Come morning, miles along

Gathered round, those remained

With  and a cry for the land

Joy to gain