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Good As Gold Tab

by Beautiful South


                                  
Don´t know what I´m doing here
                 
I´ll carry on regardless
                                          
Got enough money for one more beer
                 
I`ll carry on regardless

                                
Good as gold but stupid as mud
                    
He´ll carry on regardless
                                                          
They´ll bleed his heart ´til there´s no more blood
                 
By carry on regardless

               
Carry on with laugh
             
Carry on with cry
                                             
Carry on with brown under moonlit sky

                                                                 
I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
                 
Not in the star signs
                                
Or the palm that she reads
                                                                          
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
                   
Not in the next life
              
I want it in this
                   
I want it in this

                          
Got one note to last all week
                  
I`ll carry on regardless
                                            
The hill to the happiness is far too steep
                 
I`ll carry on regardless

                                        
Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun
                     
He carried on regardless
                                   
Tried to smile but he bit his tongue
                   
But carry on regardless

               
Carry on with work
               
Carry on with love
                                            
Carry on with cheering anything above

                                                                  
I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
                  
Not in the star signs
                                
Or the palm that she reads
                                                                          
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
                   
Not in the next life
                 
I´ll have it in this
                      
I´ll have it in this

                                   
I don´t want silver, I just want gold
              
Carry on regardless
                                   
Bronze is for the sick and the old
                   
But carry on regardless

                                                                  
I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
                  
Not in the star signs
                               
Or the palm that she reads
                                                                          
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
                   
Not in the next life
                
I´ll have it in this