I would give the world to see How I used to be When I had no axe to grind Except for choppin' wood
Day was day, and night was night Wrong was never right Didn't matter where I went As much as where I stood
I had dreams, average size There were stars in the skies Not my eyes
Then I got gold fever No romp 'n rollin' girl and fellow stuck Can cure the gold fever Nothin' can help you but the yellow stuff
What can stop that itchin'? Ain't around the kitchen Gold, gold, hooked am I Susannah, go ahead and cry
Once we all did honest work Farmer, lawyer, clerk Married men, and single men And some who ain't so sure
Now I look at them and see Duplicates of me Cured of what we suffered from And sufferin' from the cure
Who can say, why we came? Where's the hope, where's the flame? We're the same
When you've got Gold fever No romp 'n rollin' girl and fellow stuck Can cure the gold fever Nothin' can help you but the yellow 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 fever.........Deal!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
