A lie to say, "O my mountain has coal veins and beds to dig. 
500 men with axes and they all dig for me." A lie to ssay, "O my 
river where mant fish do swim, half of the catch is mine when you haul 
your nets in." Never will he believe that his greed is a blinding 
ray. No devil or redeemer will cheat him. He'll take his gold to 
where he's lying cold. 
A lie to say, "O my mine gave a diamond as big as a fist." 
But with every gem in his pocket, the jewels he has missed. A lie to 
say, "O my garden is growing taller by the day." He only eats the 
best and tosses the rest away. Never will he be believe that his 
greed is a blinding ray. No devil or redeemer can cheat him. he'll 
take his gold to where he's lying cold. Six deep in the grave. 
Something is out of reach 
something he wanted 
something is out of reach 
he's being taunted 
something is out of reach 
that he can' beg or steal nor can he buy 
his oldest pain 
and fear in life 
there'll not be time 
his oldest pain 
and fear in life 
there'll not be time 
A lie to say "O my forest has trees that block the sun and 
when I cut them down I don't answer to anyone." No, no, never will he 
believe that his greed is a blinding ray no devil or redeemer can 
cheat 
him. He'll take his gold where he's lying cold.