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Mike and the Mechanics - Beggar on a Beach of Gold + Lyrics
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Mike + The Mechanics
Mike + The Mechanics
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B. A. Robertson
B. A. Robertson
Клавишные инструменты
Nick Davis
Nick Davis
Ремиксер
Paul Wickens
Paul Wickens
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Adrian Lee
Adrian Lee
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Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
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Paul Young
Paul Young
Вокал
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Вокал
Peter Van Hooke
Peter Van Hooke
Барабаны
Gary Wallis
Gary Wallis
Барабаны
David Clempson
David Clempson
Гитара
Dale Newman
Dale Newman
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Brian Robertson
Brian Robertson
Клавишные инструменты
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B. A. Robertson
B. A. Robertson
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Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Geoff Callingham
Geoff Callingham
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Mark Robinson
Mark Robinson
Ассистент инженера
Mike Bowen
Mike Bowen
Ассистент инженера
Paul Gomersall
Paul Gomersall
Инженер звукозаписи
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Nick Davis
Nick Davis
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Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
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Christopher Neil
Christopher Neil
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I didn't know when I was lucky Discontented, feeling bad Filled with envy For possessions other people had I found my pride had always hurt me Fought the world to gain control Not realising I was sitting on a beach of gold Oh lord, I'm a poor man With all the riches I can hold I'm a beggar And I'm sitting on a beach of gold The problems I encountered Gave me strength, helped me sustain To know the pleasure First I had to cure the pain When I was searching for solutions I found the answer lay in me I'm a drifter But I'm drifting on a silver sea Oh lord, Im a poor man With all the riches I can hold I'm a beggar And I'm sitting on a beach of gold I didn't have courage My life was as dark as night When alone in the darkness I saw the brightest light Let the light shine down Are you out there now on empty Feel you've nothing left to give Sick of trying Have you lost the will to live? Don't be drowning in the shallows With the beach so near at hand Hear the voice say Stand up, get up And join me on the gilded sand Come and join me on the beach With all the riches I can hold 'Cause I'm a beggar And I'm sitting on a beach of gold Oh lord, I'm a poor man With all the riches I can hold I'm a beggar I'm sitting on a beach of gold My children, my salvation The father to this man They're my teachers Playing on the golden sand With my family all around me I've all the riches I can hold I'm a beggar Sitting on a beach of gold Oh lord, I'm a poor man With all the riches I can hold
Writer(s): Mike Rutherford, Ba Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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