We’ve Got the Gold

We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
And pity does not bear a single flower
And pity does not bear a single flower

Very proud and very poor
You're walking on your prison floor
And pity does not bear a single flower
And pity does not bear a single flower

Very proud and very poor
I'm waiting at your prison door
And pity does not bear a single flower
And pity does not bear a single flower

We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
And pity does not bear a single flower
And pity does not bear a single flower

We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old
We've got the gold, we do not seem too old