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And I love her so. I wouldn't trade her for gold. I'm walkin' on moonbeams. I was born with a silver spoon. Hell I'm gonna be me, I'm gonna be free. I'm walkin' on moonbeams And starin' out to sea. And if a door be closed, Then a row of homes start buildin'. And tear your curtains down, For sunlight is like gold. Hell you better be you And do what you can do When you're walkin' on moonbeams And starin' out to sea. 'Cause if your skin was soil, How long do you think before they'd start diggin'? And if your life was gold, How long do you think you'd stay livin'? And I love her so. I wouldn't trade her for gold. |