Lyrics:

The gold road''s sure a long road**lf**Winds on through the hills for fifteen days**lf**The pack on my back is aching**lf**The straps seem to cut me like a knife**lf****lf**The gold road''s sure a long road**lf**Winds on through the hills for fifteen days**lf**The pack on my back is aching**lf**The straps seem to cut me like a knife **lf****lf**I''m no clown I won''t back down**lf**I don''t need you to tell me what''s going down**lf**Down down down down da down down down**lf**Down down down down da down down down**lf****lf**I''m standing alone**lf**I''m watching you all**lf**I''m seeing you sinking**lf**I''m standing alone**lf**You''re weighing the gold**lf**I''m watching you sinking**lf**Fool''s gold **lf****lf**These boots were made for walking**lf**The Marquis de Sade don''t wear no boots like these**lf**Gold''s just around the corner**lf**Breakdown''s coming up round the bend **lf****lf**Sometimes you have to try to get along dear**lf**I know the truth and I know what you''re thinking **lf****lf**Down down down down da down down down **lf****lf**I''m standing alone**lf**I''m watching you all**lf**I''m seeing you sinking**lf**I''m standing alone**lf**You''re weighing the gold**lf**I''m watching you sinking**lf**Fool''s gold **lf****lf**Fool''s gold **lf****lf**I''m standing alone**lf**I''m watching you all**lf**I''m seeing you sinking**lf**I''m standing alone**lf**You''re weighing the gold**lf**I''m watching you sinking**lf**Fool''s gold