Once there are tales that are told
A thought came to be
I'lI find our tribe some gold so they'll be happy
Once I was thinking 'bout gold
It was a poor tough life
Our hearts are getting weaker
Dreaming one day
We get the riches and no more we'll suffer
For our meals we're eating seeds
Or drinking bitter liquor
Never rich
And some were starve
To keep this steady figure
Once I was dreaming about gold
My brother told me
Don't go down to the mine
It will be risky
Once I was dreaming about gold
I knew about the mine
Of all the dangers against me
So I started crafting swords
Prepared to fight the zombies
An ore that is so shiny will always motivate me
'Cause only those that really care
Will ever really worry
Once I was sent to find gold
My quest was foretold
I'll go by morning sun
Although I'm lonely
Once I was sent to find gold
Now onward to my goal
Hope this won't end in failure
Even though with worst equipment
I still fear no creeper
A wooden sword with me
At least in my favor
And if I don't make it
Back to home
I hope they grant me honor
Once I was mining for gold
My story got told
I was taking almost everything I saw before me
Once I was mining for gold
Soon I'll be hoarding these gold
Past through the stronghold
I've travelled under the mine and no more roaming
Soon I'll be hoarding these gold
Time to build up a new life
Brother was excited to see me
Now we can make up a new home
And I can tell them stories
All of my tribe are with me
Time to live a life so pretty
All of these tracks that I left behind may be rich
I feel worried
Soon we'll be trading this gold
Walls to protect everyone
Remember life and now our life becomes a safer one
But some mobs felt the envy
'Cause our tribe was so poor once
I hope my village will survive when the mobs start their hunt
Soon they'll be stealing our gold
With their undead hearts so cold
And we don't have a lot of weapons for an army
Soon they'll be stealing our gold
Soon they'll be stealing our gold
Bodies drop down to the cold
And I can't save my tribe from this raid
I'm so sorry
Soon they'll be stealing our gold
Once I was mining for gold
A thought came to be
I'll find our tribe some gold so they'll be happy
Once I was mining for gold
Once I was mining for gold