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Текст (слова) песни: Thin Lizzy - Fools Gold
In the year of the famine
When starvation and black death raged across the land
There were many driven by their hunger
To set sail for the americas
In search of a new life and a new hope
Oh but there were some who couldnt cope
And they spent their life
In search of fools gold
The old prospector
He makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre
Lies dead in the sand
With outstretched hands
He cries, "are you going my way? "
The people passing by dont seem to understand
The curse of fools gold
Broken joe just lying in a gutter
Hes gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but theyll only serve him water
The bartender say "we dont sell sympathy"
He tells a strange story
About his father
How sunday mornings theyd go down
To the church on the corner
As time grows older
His thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish
To search no longer for fools gold
The vulture sits on top
Of the big top circus arena
Hes seen this show before
Knows someone is going to fall
Just near the part
Where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerine
Forgets that the safety net
Isnt there at all
Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp so savagely is she mauled
Oh my god, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause
Fools gold
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