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I done found my gold,now they're comin' after meDon't know how hard I worked for itThey just won't let me beSee those rats, baby,all they doin' is rattin' aroundWhen those rats come to the door, babyYou know it's time to leave this townGonna get a one room shack,somethin' the hell away from hereGonna sit on the floor with that gold. babyAnd rid my life of all I fear. From Letras Mania