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He came with me when I set out that spring
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Like a dog at my heels, close to me he'd cling
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I was glad for his friendship, as I sought the promised land
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But Kristina, the gold has turned to sand
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We toiled hard, gave up comforts we had known
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Often crying, he begged, "Please take me home!"
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But each time I refused him, though unsure of my command
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Oh Kristina, the gold has turned to sand
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He, who stood by my side
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He trusted my word, though I even then
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Saw the path that we walked
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Would never lead us home again
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Across the prairie we reached the desert ground
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We lost our way and the spirits gathered round
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The water keeps purling, when your head burns like a brand
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Oh Kristina, the gold has turned to sand
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I, who should've stood by his side
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I took him over land and wave
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Desert winds have laid
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A blanket over his silent grave
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From a rancid well, he drank the water drawn
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He fell ill, and left me before the dawn
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As his eyes slowly faded, the watch fell from his hand
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Oh, Kristina, the gold has turned to sand
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Oh, Kristina, the gold has turned to sand
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