| You can go away and leave me, I don’t want your type around
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| You scheme always for money and you twist my friends around
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| I loved you but that’s over, it can never be retold
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| Go and seek your gilded mansion, your riches and your gold
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| For there’s a certain kind of gold you only find in your true friends
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| It’s the only kind of gold you take with you when this world ends
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| So I’d rather have a life of love to remember when I’m old
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| But if you’d rather have them, take your riches and your gold
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| I don’t want your kind of livin' that you’re livin' every day
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| I don’t want to have this mansion when our hair is turnin' grey
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| I’ll keep true friends around me, and be part of that fold
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| And I’ll have my kind of mansion and a certain kind of gold
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| For there’s a certain kind of gold you only find in your true friends
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| It’s the only kind of gold you take with you when this world ends
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| So I’d rather have a life of love to remember when I’m old
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| But if you’d rather have them, take your riches and your gold
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| But if you’d rather have them, take your riches and your gold |