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