Band of Gold
Bob Musel, Jack Taylor
I've never wanted wealth untold my life has one design
A simple little band of gold to prove that you were mine
Don't want the world that have been hold for fame is not my line
Just want a little band of gold to prove that you were mine
Some sail away to Araby's another land of mystery
But all the wonders that they see will never tempt me
Their memories will soon grow cold but till the end of time
I'll have a little band of gold to prove that you are mine
Their memories will soon grow cold...
