Fool's Gold (Live)

Well, the truest test of a man's good name Is acceptance of failure and losing a game With a smile and a handshake, quiet ever-building rage I got knocked around in a real small town And they poked and they prodded and marched me around For a laugh in the snow, try to tear a good man's soul For a fool's gold, a beggar's bargain It's too much time, space to get lost in It's one for the road, two if you can let it go Blood's thick, but water's deeper The wine works fine, but the whiskeys cheaper Now turn it around, quick before your sun goes down Well, I see you found yourself a damn fine game You've got lines on your mind and ounces to say But it's okay, we've both seen our darker days But it's like you never saw a sucker before Been alive on the side of your bedroom floor With an ear on the phone, begging just to let it go For a fool's gold, a beggar's bargain It's too much time, space to get lost in It's one for the road, two if you can let it go Blood's thick, but water's deeper The wine works fine, but the whiskeys cheaper Now turn it around, quick before your sun goes down For a fool's gold, a beggar's bargain It's too much time, space to get lost in It's one for the road, two if you can let it go Oh now, blood's thick, but water's deeper The wine works fine, but the whiskeys cheaper Now turn it around, quick before your sun goes down And I said turn it around I said now turn it around, quick before your sun goes down