There are things that shine so bad
It virtually drives you mad
When you set out you're so blind
Sticks 'n' stones is all you'll find

So I tried to get a head start
And follow people who were smart
But those footprints were so deep
I got so tired I walked in my sleep

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Fi-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ind
The goldmine -a-mine-a-mine-a-mine
Fi-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ind

Left to right
Look around inside
It's what you gotta do
There's no straight line
To a goldmine

In the city they sell and buy
And the price price price goes low and high
But when it moves in your soul
That's when you know it's real gold

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Fi-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ind
The goldmine -a-mine-a-mine-a-mine
Fi-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ind

Left to right
Look around inside
It's what you gotta do
There's no straight line
To a goldmine

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Gold-a-gold-a-gold-a-gold
Gold-a-gold-a-gold-a-gold
Gold-a-gold-a-gold-a-gold

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The goldmine -a-mine-a-mine-a-mine
Fi-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ah-I-ind

Left to right
Look around inside
It's what you gotta do
There's no straight line
To a goldmine
To a goldmine
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There's no straight line
To a goldmine