Partners
Eddy Arnold Lyrics


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(Danny Dill)

Two partners went in search of gold
As friendly as could be
One was young and one was old
And the gay young fool was me.

Since neighter one could write his name
We swore upon our souls
To share the wealth and then shook hands
The hands that dug for gold.

The summer days were gone at last
And winter nights grew cold
The snow had trapped us in the pass
When we finally find the gold.

We took our fortune to the shack
To wait the winter through
But the food ran low so I killed my friend
What else there was to do.

I threw his body just outside
Into the bitter cold
Somehow I had to stay alive
I now had all the gold.

But the howling wind just seemed to say
You have killed a man
And you'll never get to spend the gold
With the blood upon your hands.

The cabin's covered now with snow
And shelves of food are bare
Satan's waitin' for me now
And I'm too cold to care.

Is that the devil at the door
Coming for my soul




Or is it just the old man
A looking for his gold?...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eddy Arnold's song "Partners" tell the story of two men who set out to find gold together. One is young and foolish, and the other is old and wise. They both swear to share the wealth they find and shake hands to seal the deal. However, when winter comes and they find the gold they had been searching for, they become trapped in a snowstorm. As food runs low, the young man murders his friend and takes all the gold for himself. The guilt of his crime and the howling wind torment him, and in the end, he is left alone to face the consequences.


The song's lyrics are a reflection of the darker side of human nature and the consequences of greed and desperation. Although it tells a fictional story, the song is grounded in a sense of reality and the harsh realities of life.


Overall, "Partners" is a powerful and memorable song that uses vivid imagery to convey a stark message about the dangers of greed and the cost of taking risks.


Line by Line Meaning

Two partners went in search of gold
Two friends set out in search of gold


As friendly as could be
They were very good friends


One was young and one was old
One of the friends was young and the other was old


And the gay young fool was me.
The artist was the young fool


Since neither one could write his name
Both friends were illiterate


We swore upon our souls
They made a solemn oath to each other


To share the wealth and then shook hands
They agreed to split the wealth and then shook hands to seal the deal


The hands that dug for gold.
Their hands that worked together to find gold


The summer days were gone at last
Summer was over


And winter nights grew cold
Winter had set in and it was cold


The snow had trapped us in the pass
They were trapped by the snow in the mountain pass


When we finally find the gold.
They found the gold after being trapped in the snow


We took our fortune to the shack
They took the gold to their shelter


To wait the winter through
They planned to wait out the rest of the winter with the gold


But the food ran low so I killed my friend
When their food depleted, the singer murdered his friend


What else there was to do.
The artist had no other choice


I threw his body just outside
The artist disposed of his friend's body outside


Into the bitter cold
It was bitterly cold outside


Somehow I had to stay alive
The singer had to do what he could to survive


I now had all the gold.
The artist now had complete control of the gold


But the howling wind just seemed to say
The wind seemed to taunt the artist


You have killed a man
The artist was being reminded that he had committed murder


And you'll never get to spend the gold
The singer would never be able to enjoy or spend the gold


With the blood upon your hands.
The artist had blood on his hands due to the murder


The cabin's covered now with snow
The cabin was now covered in snow


And shelves of food are bare
There is no more food left


Satan's waitin' for me now
The singer feels that he will be punished by Satan


And I'm too cold to care.
The artist no longer cares about anything


Is that the devil at the door
The artist hears a strange noise and wonders if it's the devil


Coming for my soul
The singer believes the devil is coming to claim his soul


Or is it just the old man
The singer considers that it could be the ghost of the old man he killed


A looking for his gold?...
Perhaps the ghost of the old man is looking for the gold that they found




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bobby fraser

Great tune, EA has a great voice

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