Fools Gold
I'm hearing strange things, I'm getting info
I heard a story from a man from Quito
About the customs among the locals
Got my attention when he mentioned gold, because
Gold is my God, it's why I came here
So many miles from my sweet Madeira
Now I'm on the hunt for Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm on my way to El Dorado
He told me when they need another King
Then they do this thing where they build a ship
And they strip the guy down to his bithday suit
Coat him with gold and fill up the boat
Then they float to the middle of this big old lake
And dump all the gold to make their Demon sweet
Heading down to Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm on the hunt for El Dorado
So I saddled up and I summoned my crew
All we need to do is to empty the lake
Then we take all the gold and we make a retreat
Back to Portugal, live on easy street
With a show of hands we were underway
To the lake of gold and a beautiful payday
Going down to Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm getting close to El Dorado
For years and years we dug the soil
We broke our backs we gave our all
We made the water level drop
By 20 feet but all we got
Was cholera, malaria
The gold was nowhere to be found and I
Lost my youth to Lake Guatavita
There's no golden man for me to see there
Don't believe all the stories you're told
I'm sick and tired of El Dorado
I learned a lesson, I opened my eyes
There's no money for nothing there's no easy life
And if something just seems too good to be true
Walk the other way before the gold fever catches you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's only pain and death to greet you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's only pain and death to greet you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's no golden man for you to see there
Don't believe all the stories you're told
Don't waste your life on El Dorado
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
I heard a story from a man from Quito
About the customs among the locals
Got my attention when he mentioned gold, because
Gold is my God, it's why I came here
So many miles from my sweet Madeira
Now I'm on the hunt for Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm on my way to El Dorado
He told me when they need another King
Then they do this thing where they build a ship
And they strip the guy down to his bithday suit
Coat him with gold and fill up the boat
Then they float to the middle of this big old lake
And dump all the gold to make their Demon sweet
Heading down to Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm on the hunt for El Dorado
So I saddled up and I summoned my crew
All we need to do is to empty the lake
Then we take all the gold and we make a retreat
Back to Portugal, live on easy street
With a show of hands we were underway
To the lake of gold and a beautiful payday
Going down to Lake Guatavita
There's a golden man I'd like to meet there
Fill my boots and my pockets with gold
I'm getting close to El Dorado
For years and years we dug the soil
We broke our backs we gave our all
We made the water level drop
By 20 feet but all we got
Was cholera, malaria
The gold was nowhere to be found and I
Lost my youth to Lake Guatavita
There's no golden man for me to see there
Don't believe all the stories you're told
I'm sick and tired of El Dorado
I learned a lesson, I opened my eyes
There's no money for nothing there's no easy life
And if something just seems too good to be true
Walk the other way before the gold fever catches you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's only pain and death to greet you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's only pain and death to greet you
Keep away from Lake Guatavita
There's no golden man for you to see there
Don't believe all the stories you're told
Don't waste your life on El Dorado
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
(Fools gold)
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Writer(s): Dave Greaves
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