When the first men on the ground were laid
I wouldn't fall under the mad skirts
Onward forth into a land of gold

Swords were drawn upon the road

Chorus:

Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground

Don't delay

Come morning, miles along

Gathered round, those remained
With ? and a cry for the land
Joy to gain


Winter came and I was old and alone
Time set's gone under the mad skirts

Onward further to a land unknown
With only hope of the sea's ago


Chorus:
Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age

Follow me down a fox hole in the ground
Don't delay


Provider, carry on
Far from the golden age
Follow me down a fox hole in the ground

Don't delay

Come morning, miles along

Gathered round, those remained
With ? and a cry for the land
Joy to gain