Letra de Fools Gold
The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen daysThe pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knifeThe gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen daysThe pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knifeI'm no clown I won't back down I don't need you to tell me what's going down Down, down, down, down, da-down, down, down Down, down, down, down, da-down, down, downI'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's goldThese boots were made for walking The Marquis de Sade don't wear no boots like theseGold's just around the corner Breakdown's coming up round the bendSometimes you have to try to get along, dear I know the truth and I know what you're thinkingDown, down, down, down, da-down, down, downI'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's goldFool's goldI'm standing alone I'm watching you all I'm seeing you sinking I'm standing alone You're weighing the gold I'm watching you sinking Fool's goldFool's gold