(gordon kennedy/wayne kirkpatrick)



They married on a fancy yacht out on the water

He knew she was young enough to be his daughter

There always questions in the heart of millionaires

Would she make heartfelt promises if the money was not there



And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold

Or are you just digging for gold

Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul

Or are you just digging for gold



She ran his weary heart through the ringer

And she wore him like the diamond ring around her finger

Well, his advances and affections, she managed to avoid

But, she got the lap of luxury and he got paranoid



And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold

Or are you just digging for gold

Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul

Or are you just digging for gold, digging for gold



Big house, limousines,

Fine wines, fine cuisines,

Vale and vegas twice a year,

Trips to paris on the leer



Black tuesday when that wall of wealth came crashing down

Bad news day when that little queen had to give back her crown

And he said, hey babe, we can live on love cuz love is worth much more

But he barely got his feelings out, she was half way to the door

And she never even heard him cry



Do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold

Or are you just digging for gold

Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul

Or are you just digging for gold