A Man of Seventy

[Verse]
Workin' hard all through his days
Hands are rough from the ways
Of toilin' in the fields and road
Still no luck with life's heavy load
[Verse 2]
Sunrise finds him on his feet
Dusty paths 'neath the summer heat
Dreams of fortune in his mind
But it's always just behind
[Chorus]
Seventy years and still the same
Chasin' gold without a name
Luckless days roll like the rain
Only hard work for his pain
[Verse 3]
Friends have come and friends have gone
But his journey lingers on
No riches stashed away for life
Just his work and endless strife
[Verse 4]
Every coin
Though hard to earn
Couldn't make the tables turn
Still he dreams under the stars
Wishing notes on his guitar
[Chorus]
Seventy years and still the same
Chasin' gold without a name
Luckless days roll like the rain
Only hard work for his pain