Rivers of Gold

Red wine and rivers of gold
Can flow right by me
If I gotta grow old
I hope I'm growing older with you
I hope I'm growing older

Youth wastes itself on the young
When will they see
They dont know what they got till its gone
You're never getting nothing for free
You're never getting nothing

Don't tell me
Don't wanna hear
Another word about it

Procrastination's a sin
You've really made a devil of me
The hardest it could've been
To close my eyes and finally see
That you really made a devil

Dont tell me
Dont wanna hear

Can't wear us down
Coz we're gold
This old town
Can't be sold

Red wine and rivers of gold
Flow right by me
If I gotta grow old
I hope i'm growing older with you
I hope I'm growing older



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mitchell-lay
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