I would give the world to see
How I used to be
When I had no axe to grind
Except for chopping wood.
Day was day and night was night
Wrong was never right
Didn't matter where I went
As much as where I stood.
I had dreams ever since,
There were stars in the skies.
Not my eyes.
Then I got
GOLD FEVER
No rompin, rollin girl and fellow stuff
Can cure that,
GOLD FEVER
Nothing can help you but the yellow stuff.
Can stop that itching ain't.
Around the kitchen
Gold, gold, hooked am I
Suzanna, go ahead and cry.
Once we all did honest work
Farmer, lawyer, clerk
Married men and single men
And some who ain't too sure.
Now I look at them and see
Duplicates of me
Cured of what we suffered from
And suffering from the cure.
When you've got
GOLD FEVER
No rompin, rollin girl and fellow stuff
Can cure that.
GOLD FEVER
Nothing can help you but the yellow stuff.
Can stop that itching ain't
Around the kitchen,
Gold, gold, hooked am I
Suzanna, go ahead and cry.
Gold fever.
Gold fever...
Gold fever...
Gold fever...
THE END

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