An Ol Tin Cup And A Battered Ol Coffee Pot

[Verso 1] N.C. I was riding my horse in the desert N.C. Tired and weary at mind N.C. Not knowing what I was searching for N.C. And not caring what I might find N.C. When suddenly, there in the desert N.C. My old buck stumbled and to my surprise N.C. He uncovered a world of greens right before my eyes [Refrão] G Em Am7 D7 There was an ol tin cup, a battered old coffee pot G Em Am D7 A saddle, a pick and a spade Dm E7 Am All but remained from the hopes of a miner G Am7 D7 And the wonderful plans he once made G Em Am7 D7 The rusty old rim from the wheel of a wagon G Em Am D7 The strings from guitar he had played Dm E7 Am Giving mute testimony from an old 49er G D7 G From the wonderful plans he once made [Verso 2] Am7 D G A handful of nuggets lay gleaming in the sun Am7 D7 G Right next to the gun he used to hold A D You see, he learned from a friend Am D7 That the end of his rainbow was just a bag of fools gold [Refrão] G Em Am7 D7 An ol' tin cup, a battered old coffee pot G Em Am D7 A good book, from which he had prayed Dm E7 Am Telling the story of an old 49er G D7 G Of the wonderful plans he once made [Verso 3] Am D G There was a faded picture of a girl there too Am7 D7 G In a pretty gingham dress, rested, near a letter A D A letter that told how a stranger had come along and taken her away Am D7 And her love for him, had grown cold Outro G Em Am7 D7 Beside that ol tin cup, and battered old coffee pot G Em Am I knelt with his good book and prayed Dm E7 To the lord, please, take care Am G D7 G C G Of the old 49er and the wonderful plans he once made