The Goldrush
Coldplay
Letra

I went digging for gold

Down by the river

Over by the mountain

Where the prospektor had been told

I?m marching through the cold

We?re marching through the cold

I went digging for gold

I went down with my brother

A bucket and a shovel

and a book about the colour of coal

I?m marching through the cold

We?re marching through the cold

There?s a tiny little crackle on the telephone line

Saying what use the metal if the metal

don?t shine?

She said bring me back a diamond/ring

cause I really want one

Now I been digging so long that I never

see the sun

Letra añadida por: kimee