The Mine Has Been Returned to Its Original Owner

Years ago it was conceived

Next in line, lucky to receive

A resource that the owners found

In this case, sunk into the ground

A secret son, he was not recognized

From photos though, you see it in his eyes

He held the deed, must've held it tight

General store buzzing like a hive

They shoot at the mines we dug

And they just run out

And I'm having trouble following

It was him! It was him!

The sneaking bastard found us out

And he's standing here hollering

"This is mine! This is all mine!

And has been all along

I've been waiting in the nursery"

Now surely the mines we dug

We're leaving the richest veins

Well, I'm packing

And I'm leaving him everything

Sometimes his work takes him away

Leaves her alone, well in a way

Cuttings and flowers piled on the steps

Hands in the dirt with no regrets

A secret son was not recognized

They dug the ditch, he's melting down the prize

They shoot at the mines we dug

And they just run out

And I'm having trouble following

It was him! It was him!

The sneaking bastard found us out

Now he's standing here hollering

"This is mine! This is all mine!

It has been all along

I've been waiting in the nursery"

Now surely the mines we dug

Were leaving the richest veins

Well, I'm happy

And I'm leaving him everything