| You Take The Gold |
|---|
| You take the gold and |
| I’ll take the forest |
| You can have what is bought and sold |
| Cause I can’t take much more of this |
| My tears of green will always |
| Give me shade |
| When we come around again |
| Things won’t be looking quite the same |
| The trees will all be gone and |
| They’ll keep rolling on |
| Cause they don’t care about you or me… |
| When I came back home again |
| I knew that things just wouldn’t be the same |
| Like when loneliness was gone and |
| I kept rollin' on |
| Because there was a you |
| And a me |
