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Aug 2013
As a young man I heard what was told,
Fill up my pockets with silver and gold.
Silver and gold will end all my troubles,
Silver and gold will make it all right.
Silver and gold will fix all my problems,
But silver and gold can't bring you back tonight.

Well I work all week long and what do I get?
Tired and lonely and old.
But at least in my grave,
I'll know that I have
A little more
Silver and
Gold.
Jonathan Firmin
Written by
Jonathan Firmin  Boone, NC
(Boone, NC)   
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