So is gold coming my way,
It should do
Sorrow had gone,
Joy was always with me,
We already had two girls,
And also a boy.
The silver had been used,
But there we saw them,
Six of them on the roof,
Six magpies,
Six for gold.
So where is it?
But then I realised
Gold has always been with me,
The life I have lead has been wonderful
With so many golden moments,
And many more to come,
Who needs gold,
When my life is so glorious.