Where There's Gold

作词 : Chris Carrabba

作曲 : Chris Carrabba

Step on the stage

the lights, the praise,

the curtain calls and the big parade

You know that life all too well

Promise the pain, the valor, the rage

Hold up your hands for the bow and the wave

You know his touch a little too well

You throw yourself into their arms

Mistresses have all the fun

But no one's ever there to take you home

Box up your gloves and your down coats

Bound for the sun and the west coast

Where upper crust tragedy is abound

A tip for the girl at the coat check

The guy at the door and the bar back

They know your face oh so well

But movies never made you famous

All your dreams got lost or traded

And all you ever cared about got lost

You were surely still an actress older men would find attractive

And all you ever dreamed of was the cost

Where there's gold there's a gold digger [x6]

You throw yourself into their arms

Mistresses have all the fun

But no one's ever there to take you home