Apache Gold, Apache Ghost Dark Country Music - Dark Country Boy
Gold in the earth, blood in the sand
Greedy hands take what they demand
Desecration, the spirits rise
A ghostly wail, the vulture flies
Apache gold, vengeance calls
Hear the drums through canyon walls
The sacred ground, defiled
Profane now, the spirits reclaim the slain
Smoke and ash, the fire spreads
Echoes of war, the past not dead
They took the gold, they fed the flame
Now they burn in endless shame
Shadows dance in the desert night
Ancient wrath, the blinding light
The drums of war, the dead arise
The living fall, their screams the skies
Apache gold, vengeance calls
Hear the drums through canyon walls
The sacred ground, defiled
Profane now, the spirits reclaim the slain
The wind howls, the spirits cry
A cursed gold, men doomed to die
The tribe's revenge, a storm of hate
The earth devours, seals their fate