Fools Gold

I like the country, the music.

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 upon 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 ever made it home

I know the tragic romantic died over fool's gold.

I know the tragic romantic died over fool's gold.

I know the tragic romantic died over fool's gold.

Over fool's gold.

Over fool's gold.