Paroles: Black Label Society. Alcohol Fueled Brewtality Live. Heart Of Gold.

I want to live
I want to give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold

It's these reflections, I never give, Lord
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold

I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
Keep me searching for a heart of gold

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
Lord, I'm getting old