Texty:
Soundtrack Artists Gold

was soil How long do you think before they start digging and if your life was gold how long would you think you'd stay livin'? Hey And I love her so I wouldn't trade her for gold

Where will I find a treasure Like the love from a heart of gold? Ever trusting and sweet And awaiting my pleasure, Rain or shine, hot or cold. Wealth

But the golden stuff What! Can stop that itchin'? Ain't! Around the kitchen Gold, gold, hooked am I Susannah, go ahead and cry Gold fever Gold fever Gold fever Gold fever Gold

Now that you're gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dream I hold Is a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If

Now that you've gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left are the dreams I hold Band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you

I saw it coming I just thought that you should know I'm feeling better every day I'm only waiting if you stay So don't feel bad Your faith was an

golden afternoon There are dizzy daffodils on the hillside Strings of violets are all in tune Tiger lilies love the dandy lions In the golden afternoon (The golden

Come and seek us where our voices sound. We cannot sing above the ground. And while you're searching, ponder this: We've taken what you'll sorely miss

ALL: Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn! Oh, trumpeter, trumpeter, blow your golden horn! A White House baby will very soon be born! A