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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Monkees
Performer
Chip Douglas
Bass Guitar
Davy Jones
Background Vocals
Larry Taylor
Bass
Eddie "Fast" Hoh
Drums
Micky Dolenz
Harmony Vocals
Peter Tork
Keyboards
Michael Nesmith
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Martin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chip Douglas
Producer
Hank Cicalo
Recording Engineer
Pete Abbott
Recording Engineer
Letra
With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more
And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
With his travel logs of 'maybe next year' places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for it with years he cannot buy back with his tears
As he finds out there's been no one keeping score
And he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
Yes, he thought he heard the echoes of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Fading through the door into summer
Writer(s): Bill Martin, Doug Hatlelid
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