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Fools Gold (BBC Session 11/10/1976)
3,025
Hard Rock
Fools Gold (BBC Session 11/10/1976) was released on October 16, 1976 by UMC (Universal Music Catalogue) as a part of the album Johnny the Fox (Deluxe Edition)
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Release DateOctober 16, 1976
LabelUMC (Universal Music Catalogue)
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thin Lizzy
Thin Lizzy
Performer
Phil Lynott
Phil Lynott
Vocals
Scott Gorham
Scott Gorham
Guitar
Brian Robertson
Brian Robertson
Guitar
Brian Downey
Brian Downey
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil Lynott
Phil Lynott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Alcock
John Alcock
Producer
Will Reid-Dick
Will Reid-Dick
Engineer

Lyrics

In the year of the famine
When starvation and Black Seath raged across the land
There were many driven by their hunger to set sail for the Americas
In search of a new life and a new hope
Oh, but there were some that couldn't cope
And they spent their life
In search of fool's gold
The old prospector, he makes it to the four lane highway
His old compadre, he lays dead in the sand
With outstretched hands he cries, "Are you goin' my way?"
The people passin' by didn't seem to understand
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
Oh, fool's gold
Fool's gold
Broken Joe, just lyin' in a gutter
He's gone as low as any man can be
He calls for wine but they'll only serve him water
The bartender says, "We don't sell sympathy"
He tells a strange story about his father
How Sunday mornin', they'd go down to the church on the corner
As time grows older, his thoughts they grow younger
It is his wish to search no longer
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
(Oh, he keep on searchin') Fool's gold
For fool's gold
Hey
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
Oh, fool's gold
Fool's gold
The vulture sits on top of the big top circus arena
He's seen the show before, knows someone's gonna fall
Just near the part where the beautiful dancing tightrope ballerina
Forgets the safety net isn't that at all
Down he swoops with claws drawn to take her
Razor sharp, so savage is she mauled
Oh my God, is there no one who can save her?
In steps the fox to thunderous applause
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
(You better believe it) Fool's gold
Oh, fool's gold
Written by: Phil Lynott
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