“Fools Gold” by The Stone Roses

“These boots were made for walking. The Marquis de Sade don’t wear no boots like these.”

The gold road’s sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife

The gold road’s sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife 

I’m no clown I won’t back down
I don’t need you to tell me what’s going down
Down down down down da down down down
Down down down down da down down down

I’m standing alone
I’m watching you all
I’m seeing you sinking
I’m standing alone
You’re weighing the gold
I’m watching you sinking
Fool’s gold 

These boots were made for walking
The Marquis de Sade don’t wear no boots like these
Gold’s just around the corner
Breakdown’s coming up round the bend 

Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what you’re thinking 

Down down down down da down down down 

I’m standing alone
I’m watching you all
I’m seeing you sinking
I’m standing alone
You’re weighing the gold
I’m watching you sinking
Fool’s gold

Fool’s gold 

I’m standing alone
I’m watching you all
I’m seeing you sinking
I’m standing alone
You’re weighing the gold
I’m watching you sinking
Fool’s gold


Story Of The Song: Fool’s Gold, The Stone Roses, 1989

By Robert Webb

CLASSIC TRACKS: The Stone Roses ‘Fools Gold’

Producer: John Leckie • Engineers: John Leckie, John Cornfield, Paul Schroeder

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