• Song:

    Blackmore, Ritchie - Fool's Gold

  • Artist:

    Blackmores Night

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Somewhere in a market square The cobblestone still shine
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Glassy eyes behold the sight Through another cup of wine...
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The one eyed jester skips and turns As he makes his way through the crowd
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While the tavern's royalty try not to laugh aloud...


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The jester does another spin And then falls to the floor
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A show of hands, a short "Hurrah!" A plea for him to do more...
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The ease of laughter comes so fast when you're not in A jester's shoes
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Cause when you've only Fools Gold, you've got nothing more to lose...


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Who holds the riches The jester or the king?
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A fortress made from Fools Gold Or the tears that treasure can bring?


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Who holds the riches The jester or the king?
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A fortress made from Fools Gold Or the tears that treasure can bring?


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The king he sits upon his throne The worlds weight on his chest
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When your mind begins to race you've got no time to rest
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"Where is my clown? I need him now, to take my troubles away..."
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The harlequin rushes in as his work begins for the day...
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The harlequin rushes in as his work begins for the day...
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While somewhere in a market square The cobblestones still shine...


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