Fools Gold
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โฑ๏ธ 3:51 duration
๐ ID: 1260951
๐ Lyrics
In the year of the famine
When starvation and black death raged across the land
There were many driven by their hunger
To set sail for the Americas
In search of a new life and a new hope
Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
And they spent their life
In search of fool's gold
The old prospector
He makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre
Lies dead in the sand
With outstretched hands
He cries, "Are you going my way?"
The people passing by don't seem to understand
The curse of fool's gold
Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"
He tells a strange story
About his father
How Sunday mornings they'd go down
To the church on the corner
As time grows older
His thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish
To search no longer for fool's gold
The vulture sits on top
Of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before
Knows someone is going to fall
Just near the part
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the safety net
Isn't there at all
Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause
Fool's gold
When starvation and black death raged across the land
There were many driven by their hunger
To set sail for the Americas
In search of a new life and a new hope
Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
And they spent their life
In search of fool's gold
The old prospector
He makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre
Lies dead in the sand
With outstretched hands
He cries, "Are you going my way?"
The people passing by don't seem to understand
The curse of fool's gold
Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"
He tells a strange story
About his father
How Sunday mornings they'd go down
To the church on the corner
As time grows older
His thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish
To search no longer for fool's gold
The vulture sits on top
Of the big top circus arena
He's seen this show before
Knows someone is going to fall
Just near the part
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the safety net
Isn't there at all
Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause
Fool's gold
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.83] In the year of the famine
[00:05.63] When starvation and black death raged across the land
[00:09.08] There were many driven by their hunger
[00:12.39] To set sail for the Americas
[00:16.91] In search of a new life and a new hope
[00:20.20] Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
[00:24.77] And they spent their life
[00:27.23] In search of fool's gold
[00:51.07] The old prospector
[00:52.82] He makes it to the four lane highway
[00:54.56] His old compadre
[00:56.55] Lies dead in the sand
[00:58.99] With outstretched hands
[01:00.77] He cries, "Are you going my way?"
[01:03.16] The people passing by don't seem to understand
[01:06.87] The curse of fool's gold
[01:22.26] Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
[01:25.93] He's gone as low as any man can be
[01:30.21] He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
[01:34.55] The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"
[01:38.34] He tells a strange story
[01:40.48] About his father
[01:41.85] How Sunday mornings they'd go down
[01:45.80] To the church on the corner
[01:47.03] As time grows older
[01:49.09] His thoughts they grow younger
[01:50.33] It is his wish
[01:51.99] To search no longer for fool's gold
[02:57.16] The vulture sits on top
[02:58.54] Of the big top circus arena
[03:00.77] He's seen this show before
[03:02.57] Knows someone is going to fall
[03:04.96] Just near the part
[03:06.06] Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
[03:08.67] Forgets that the safety net
[03:11.36] Isn't there at all
[03:13.47] Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
[03:16.83] Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
[03:19.90] Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
[03:23.84] In steps the fox to thunderous applause
[03:25.25] Fool's gold
[03:31.95]
[00:05.63] When starvation and black death raged across the land
[00:09.08] There were many driven by their hunger
[00:12.39] To set sail for the Americas
[00:16.91] In search of a new life and a new hope
[00:20.20] Oh but there were some who couldn't cope
[00:24.77] And they spent their life
[00:27.23] In search of fool's gold
[00:51.07] The old prospector
[00:52.82] He makes it to the four lane highway
[00:54.56] His old compadre
[00:56.55] Lies dead in the sand
[00:58.99] With outstretched hands
[01:00.77] He cries, "Are you going my way?"
[01:03.16] The people passing by don't seem to understand
[01:06.87] The curse of fool's gold
[01:22.26] Broken Joe just lying in a gutter
[01:25.93] He's gone as low as any man can be
[01:30.21] He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
[01:34.55] The bartender say "We don't sell sympathy"
[01:38.34] He tells a strange story
[01:40.48] About his father
[01:41.85] How Sunday mornings they'd go down
[01:45.80] To the church on the corner
[01:47.03] As time grows older
[01:49.09] His thoughts they grow younger
[01:50.33] It is his wish
[01:51.99] To search no longer for fool's gold
[02:57.16] The vulture sits on top
[02:58.54] Of the big top circus arena
[03:00.77] He's seen this show before
[03:02.57] Knows someone is going to fall
[03:04.96] Just near the part
[03:06.06] Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
[03:08.67] Forgets that the safety net
[03:11.36] Isn't there at all
[03:13.47] Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
[03:16.83] Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
[03:19.90] Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
[03:23.84] In steps the fox to thunderous applause
[03:25.25] Fool's gold
[03:31.95]