Old Jerome

Kate Wolf - Old Jerome th Fret Intro:    Drinking early morning coffee Talking with good friends And walking the streets of rough-cut stone She was once a miner’s city Now the ghost of a dying town but there’s a fire   Burning bright in old Jerome Some have come for fortune some have come for love And some have come for the things they cannot see Now the grass is green and growing Where the gardens once had died and the birds sing   In the young Ailanthus trees          And they say that once you live here You’ll never really go ’Cause she’ll have a hold on you until you die With her ground moving crazy Her fierce wind blowing free and her ruins   Standing proud against the sky Houses cling to mountains like miners cling to dreams They hold on so long and then they just let go And this mountain she’s your mistress You’ll ride her ’til you fall and wash down To the valley far below Chorus: There are stories they tell on Cleopatra There are stories that never can be told The wind and the rain sing their mountain lullaby The copper shines like Arizona gold INTERLUDE:          And her walls stand strong and silent Staring out with empty eyes Like beggars blind and lame that do no harm With their empty rooms that hold The old town’s memories and their doorways   That reach out like empty arms In the streets the children play climbing up the crooked stairs And lovers touch and turn to go back home And the sounds of hammers echo In the once forgotten halls and hope stirs In the heart of old Jerome Chorus: The moon shines bright on Cleopatra Where the mines lie sleeping far below The wind and the rain sing their mountain lullaby The copper shines like Arizona gold