The gold road`s sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
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 aching
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 going down
Down down down down da down down down
Down down down down da down down down
I`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 gold
These boots were made for walking
The Marquis de Sade don`t wear no boots like these
Gold`s just around the corner
Breakdown`s coming up round the bend
Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what you`re thinking
Down down down down da down down down
I`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 gold
Fool`s gold
I`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 gold