Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
Ain t complaining bout what I got
Seen better timesbut who has not?
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won t buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone
When I come knocking don t throw me no bone
I m an old boll weevil looking for a home
If you don t like it you can leave me alone
I can snap my fingers and require the rain
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain
And charm the whistle off an evening train
I give what I got until I got no more
I take what I get until I even the score
You know I love you and furthermore
When it s time to go you got an open door
I can tell you fancyI can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure s got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don t complain
One of these days and it won t be long
Going down in the valley and sing my song
I will sing it loud and sing it strong
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won t buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
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