Pot Of Gold
Take your reasons
Your thoughts and your lines
Give them to someone that gives a damn
I'm looking over my four leaf clover
Luck for me is running thin
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find a way
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Di-di-di-di-di-di-di gold, whoa, whoa
It's one more story
About a fallen soldier
Legs broken and I can't run
With the enemy approaching on me
Where's my precious pot of gold?
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find a way
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Di-di-di-di-di-di-di gold, whoa, whoa
Where's my pot of...
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Of gold
Where's my pot of...
Oh, so tired of feelin' the fire
It's burning me down to the bone
Hear me scream, hear me holler
Where's my precious pot of gold?
Always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
D-D-D-D-D-Digging gold
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Your thoughts and your lines
Give them to someone that gives a damn
I'm looking over my four leaf clover
Luck for me is running thin
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find a way
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Di-di-di-di-di-di-di gold, whoa, whoa
It's one more story
About a fallen soldier
Legs broken and I can't run
With the enemy approaching on me
Where's my precious pot of gold?
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find a way
I'm always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Di-di-di-di-di-di-di gold, whoa, whoa
Where's my pot of...
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Of gold
Where's my pot of...
Oh, so tired of feelin' the fire
It's burning me down to the bone
Hear me scream, hear me holler
Where's my precious pot of gold?
Always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Always wondering through the day
Trying to find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
Find my pot of gold, whoa, whoa
D-D-D-D-D-Digging gold
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
Digging down to the bone
Eats at my brain
Out of luck I said
Where's my pot of gold?
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Writer(s): Aliaune Thiam, Shawn Williams
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