| - City Of Gold
There is a city of gold Far from the rat-race that eats at your soul Far from the madness and the bars that hold There is a city of gold There is a city of ligh... - Loves Like A Rock
When i was a little boy And the devil would call my name I'd say who do, Who do you think you're fooling I'm a country boy, I'm a singer in a sunday choir My m...
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