THE GOLD ROAD'S
SURE A LONG ROAD
WINDS ON THROUGH THE HILLS
FOR FIFTEEN DAYS
THE PACK ON MY BACK IS ACHIN'
THE STRAPS SEEM TO CUT ME
LIKE A KNIFE
THE GOLD ROAD'S
SURE A LONG ROAD
WINDS ON THROUGH THE HILLS
FOR FIFTEEN DAYS
THE PACK ON MY BACK IS ACHIN'
THE STRAPS SEEM TO CUT ME
LIKE A KNIFE
I'M NO CLOWN
I WON'T BACK DOWN
I DON'T NEED YOU TO TELL ME
WHAT'S GOIN' DOWN
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
DA-DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
DA-DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
I'M STANDIN' ALONE
I'M WATCHIN' YOU ALL
I'M SEEIN' YOU SINKIN'
I'M STANDIN' ALONE
YOU'RE WEIGHIN' YOUR GOLD
I'M WATCHIN' YOU SINKIN'...
FOOL'S GOLD
THESE BOOTS
WERE MADE FOR WALKIN'
THE MARQUIS DE SADE
NEVER MADE
NO BOOTS LIKE THESE
GOLD'S JUST AROUND
THE CORNER
BREAKDOWN'S COMIN' UP
'ROUND THE BEND INDEED
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO
TRY TO GET ALONG, DEAR
I KNOW THE TRUTH
AND I KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE THINKIN'
DOWN, DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
DA-DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
I'M STANDIN' ALONE
I'M WATCHIN' YOU ALL
I'M SEEIN' YOU SINKIN'
I'M STANDIN' ALONE
YOU'RE WEIGHIN' YOUR GOLD
I'M WATCHIN' YOU SINKIN'...
FOOL'S GOLD