Lyrics

Hey Rumpelstiltskin, won’t you spin a spool for me
‘cause all the gold in this whole world
could never set me free
Cut throat thieves and black jack hustlers
All in search of 79
Most of which will never find,
though they’ ll keep trying

What you sold, was only fool’s gold
And I’m still paying the price for you
What you sold, was only fool’s gold
And I’m still paying for you

Hey prospector, won’t you spend your bond on me
The odds are against you,
but the playing here is free.
Golden fever, lawless lovers,
All in search of a good time.
Most of which will never find,
though they’ ll keep trying

Hey turtledove , this is no place for you
This is for the rolling stones
and men with nothing to lose
Hardened hearts and aimless dreamers
All in search of lost time
Most of which will never find,
though they’ ll keep trying

Oh If you call me lucky
Well then you don’t know the game.
But what's the point in playing
if the rules are all the same