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Charles Thomas
Charles Thomas
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Charles Thomas
Charles Thomas
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He's the man, he's the man with the golden touch
As I walk through this land, everything I touch turns to gold
But gold's so hard and dry and it feels so cold
I've got everything that money can buy
A home, clothes, car and such
'Cause I'm the man with the golden touch
Yeah, the golden touch
I've looked at all my land and at all of my wealth
I enjoy the best things in life, have my strength and health
But with all of my riches, I still feel poor
'Cause I can't buy love from the neighborhood store
But I'm the man with the golden touch
Yeah, the golden touch
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
But with all of my riches, I still feel poor
'Cause I can't buy love from the neighborhood store
But I'm the man with the golden touch
Yeah, the golden touch
I've looked far and wide for a girl that can bring love to me
'Cause I'm a prisoner of loneliness, you have to set me free
You know she wouldn't have to worry or give a care
'Cause everything I have, you know, it sure is rare
'Cause I'm the man with the golden touch
Yeah, the golden touch
(He's the man) I'm the man
(The golden touch) Oh, with the golden touch
(The golden touch) You know that I'm the man
(The golden touch)
Written by: Charles Thomas
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