You take the gold and I'll take the forest You can have what is bought and sold Cause I can't take much more of this My tears of green will always Give me shade. When we come around again Things won't be looking quite the same The trees will all be gone and They'll keep rolling on Cause they don't care about you or me... When I came back home again I knew that things just wouldn't be the same Like when loneliness was gone and I kept rollin' on Because there was a you And a me