Fools Gold

Out past the city where the cornfield meets the road

Two men were fightin' and the blood was runnin' cold

One man pulled a gun and the other man didn't make it home

Another tragic lone man take died over fool's gold

Wandered 'round the desert where the gumboids roamed

The heat was too much and the tempers soon explode

One man pulled a shovel and the other man didn't make it home

Another tragic romantic died over fool's gold

You can't hide away

You can't run away Money does more than talk

It gives your secret away You may find a place

somewhere far away but the past will come up on you in due time two friends were driving both

carrying a heavy load 80 miles an hour was one out of the road they ran into a ditch and neither man

never made it home. Another tragic romantic died over fool's gold. Another tragic romantic

died over fool's gold. Another tragic romantic died over fool's gold. Over fool's gold. Over

fool's gold.