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Craving that yellow gold
 
You take a big shovel and you dig a big hole
Looking and a craving to find that yellow gold
You better be careful who you tell if you find
Many folks will gladly take it, the whole gold mine
You do not know just who you can trust, so take care
When some folks just friendly, some you have to beware
When all is said and done, you better have a gun
The wrong people show up, they are not there for fun
Many good men found it but then many more died
All for the craving for that yellow gold, they lied
Think it over real well, yellow gold can be a living hell

By olderandbolder

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