The Goldrush – Coldplay (Letras)

I went digging for gold
I went down to the valley
Over by the mountain
Where the prospektor had been told
I m marching through the cold
I m 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 diamong (ring) cause I really want one.
Now I been digging so long that I never see the sun

I went digging for gold
I went down to the valley
Over by the mountain
Where the prospektor had been told
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
Now I been digging so long that I never see the sun
Now I been digging so long that I never see the sun.

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