Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gold In Timbuktu, artist - K'NAAN. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
Gold In Timbuktu |
| When I am old and lonely |
| Would you still be there for me |
| 'Cause now I have all of my strength |
| And you have all your beauty |
| When you’re gold in Timbuktu |
| Will I still come look for you |
| Let’s swim in the deep end |
| Make it warm that we can |
| For you, for me |
| Buried in the deep end |
| Life is one big weekend |
| Youth! |
| One day you have it and then |
| Poof! |
| It’s gone with the wind |
| It’s a kin to the end |
| And no matter how you fight it |
| How you light it, how you write it |
| Time is the pen out of ink |
| Poof, and I’m a living proof |
| I used to have it all young and uncoof |
| These days I hear on everything on delay |
| 'Cause I wear an ear piece just to hear what he say |
| When my son visit, I don’t know why I get livid |
| Maybe I’m jealous of his age |
| My memories vivid I was just like him |
| Young like him, |
| Had a mouth on me a tongue like him |
| But now I’m feeling much weaker |
| Closest thing to my heart is a mandatory gripper |
| And my eyes ain’t what they used to be either |
| But here’s me singing promise from la Vita |
| When I am old and lonely |
| Would you still be there for me |
| 'Cause now I have all of my strength |
| And you have all your beauty |
| When you’re gold in Timbuktu |
| Will I still come look for you |
| Let’s swim in the deep end |
| Make it warm that we can |
| For you, for me |
| Buried in the deep end |
| Life is one big weekend |
| Push! |
| One day you comin' and then |
| Woosh! |
| You’d be surprised how easy is |
| To be enticed and feasting life |
| Without the least of dreams suffice |
| So watch it fly fear to flight |
| So I’m busy chasing a decent size |
| Tush! |
| and I ain’t never been a wuss |
| Have more arms than an octopus |
| Those days I never thought of old age |
| I never thought I’d see the hair in my nose gray |
| But life goes on how ironic |
| If I could do it over I’d probably smoke chronic |
| But still follow the footsteps of prophet Mohammed |
| I probably turn every lie that I told honest |
| I be an eco terrorist I give the middle finger to my therapist |
| And flush my sedatives |
| I’ll have a baby with a feminist and name him sexist |
| Life’s a contradiction on my check list |
| When I am old and lonely |
| Would you still be there for me |
| 'Cause now I have all of my strength |
| And you have all your beauty |
| When you’re gold in Timbuktu |
| Will I still come look for you |
| Let’s swim in the deep end |
| Make it warm that we can |
| For you, for me |
| Buried in the deep end |
| Life is one big weekend |