The Gold

Testo:

© solozolo
Now they come from miles and miles around
They bring their gold into this town
They come from all over the world
They bring their gold into this town
Some come on big black birds
Why some come to town on a big old tortoise turtle
Doesn’t matter how they get to this town
It seems they all love to bring their gold to this town
They gather round every night
They sit around the bomb fire at night counting the gold
They bring their gold to this town
Loved to lay their gold down
They love to sit around and count the money, as it grows grows in this town
Grows grows in this town
They love to sit around and count the money
It seems they all love to bring their gold to this town
They love to sit around and count the money