Gold

And I love her so.
I wouldn’t trade her for gold.
Walking on moonbeams
I was born with a silver spoon.

Hell I’m gonna be me.
Gonna be free.
Walking on moonbeams
And staring out to sea.

And if a door be closed
Then a row of homes start building
And tear your curtains down
For sunlight is like gold.

Hell you better be you
Do what you can do.
Walking on moonbeams
And staring out to sea.

Cause if your skin was soil
How long do you think before they’d start digging.
And if your life was gold
How long do you think you’d stay living.

And I love her so.
I wouldn’t trade her for gold.

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Nolan Winkler says:

May 31, 2009 at 8:08 pm

a true ‘old’ sea shanty PLUS. this song is a beaut. Thank you, mr. O’Farrell
Cécile says:

August 26, 2011 at 9:01 am

Hi,

i just discover your music in the motion pictures “Once”. Is that possible to have the score of this song?

Thank you very much and thank you for your great work

cécile
Frank Lynn says:

July 27, 2012 at 11:50 pm

Interference, I’m playing fiddle on “Gold” for a wedding tomorrow night in Evergreen Colorado. Great tune…..The bride is walking down to it…..
Great Band and your Fiddler is quite good!
Peace 🙂
Graham says:

February 2, 2013 at 6:42 pm

Love the song…just watched Once again, downloaded the album, saw your band name and googled you. Looking forward to hearing more of your songs.

Interference