The marquis de sade don't wear no boots like these
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
The gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I don't need you to tell me what's going down
I'm standing alone, you're weighing the gold
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
I'm seeing you sinking
Gold's just around the corner
I'm watching you sinking
The pack on my back is aching
I'm standing alone you're weighing the gold
These boots were made for walking
I'm seeing you sinking
I'm seeing you sinking
The pack on my back is aching
I'm standing alone you're weighing the gold
Down, down, down, down, da down, down, down
I'm no clown I won't back down
Fool's gold
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all
I'm watching you sinking
Down, down, down, down, da down, down, down
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all
Fool's gold, fool's gold
I'm watching you sinking
Breakdown's coming up round the bend
I know the truth and I know what you're thinking
Down, down, down, down, da down, down, down
