Eddy Arnold - Partners lyrics

Two partners went in search of gold

As friendly as could be

One was young and one was old

And the gay young fool was me.

Since neighter one could write his name

We swore upon our souls

To share the wealth and then shook hands

The hands that dug for gold.

The summer days were gone at last

And winter nights grew cold

The snow had trapped us in the pass

When we finally find the gold.

We took our fortune to the shack

To wait the winter through

But the food ran low so I killed my friend

What else there was to do.

I threw his body just outside

Into the bitter cold

Somehow I had to stay alive

I now had all the gold.

But the howling wind just seemed to say

You have killed a man

And you'll never get to spend the gold

With the blood upon your hands.

The cabin's covered now with snow

And shelves of food are bare

Satan's waitin' for me now

And I'm too cold to care.

Is that the devil at the door

Coming for my soul

Or is it just the old man

A looking for his gold?...