Aaron Smith & the Coal Biters - A Thousand Years

When the word came to me
In my grief and deepest need
I said what I saw was plainly true
And if in anger or in haste
Those youthful words were wasted
I’d be glad because I fear they all are true
And I’d heed those words if I were you

A thousand years
A thousand years

I lost my sister and my mind
Both were given back in time
O the Lord
You know he gives and takes away
And he brought me on this path
He broke me for this task
And restored my soul to see
At the end of my days

A thousand years
A thousand years

My story will be told
And my tale it will be borne beyond these lands
And my voice it will resound
Through these hills and mountain towns
For a thousand
And beyond a thousand years

There’s gold on this hill
And I put it here myself
It’s easy to find
O it’s plain as day
So if you come here to seek
Take all that you need
O there’s more to be found
Than you could ever haul away

A thousand years
A thousand years
My story will be told
And my tale it will be borne
Beyond these lands
And my voice it will resound
Through these hills and mountain towns
For a thousand and beyond
A thousand years