That Little Piece Of Gold

[Ray Brookes]

A little piece of gold
Always slipping from your hands
And now the shifting sands
You starting to get old
Grasping for that little piece of gold.

A little piece of gold
Looking for that point of reference
Ride the punches; ride the malevolence
You know you're bought and sold
For that little piece of gold.

That little piece of gold
What exactly would you do
It's never up to you
Just do what you are told
For that little piece of gold.

[Ray Brookes]

Dunno why but the song wouldn't load up. I'll try again later.