Heart Of Gold

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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I heard you say I've got a heart of gold I've got a choir and a chorus born of angels Making crop circles in the corn, praying to Jesus I heard you say you've got a heart of flying cinders And one day, its flame is going to consume my desires I heard you say I'm-so-bright and shiny men look away In the twining smoke by the old weeping willow tree Their tears taste salty but not as briny as the sea I heard you say forge me a gold wedding ring I heard you say, I'm so bright and shiny, men look away But darling, not me! Not me today! I'll take a bite of your ripe sunshine smile tonight Because I'm plum stir-crazy about you Because I'm in love with you. Lord knows what I'll even do without you. Girl, I heard you say I've got a heart of gold I've got a choir and a chorus born of angels Making crop circles in the corn, praying to Jesus Well-I'm-not Jesus, but I'll make my life A sacrifice if-you'd-be-my loving, faithful wife.

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