I know it doesn't seem that way
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But maybe it's the perfect day
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Even though the bills are piling
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And maybe Lady Luck ain't smiling
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But if we'd only open our eyes
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We'd see the blessings in disguise
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That all the rain clouds are fountains
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Though our troubles seem like mountains
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There's gold in them hills
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There's gold in them hills
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So don't lose heart
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Give the day a chance to start
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Every now and then life says
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¡°Where do you think you're going so fast¡±
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We're apt to think it cruel but sometimes
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It's a case of cruel to be kind
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And if we'd get up off our knees
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Why then we'd see the forest for the trees
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And we'd see the new sun rising
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Over the hills on the horizon
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There's gold in them hills
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There's gold in them hills
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So don't lose faith
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Give the world a chance to say...
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A word or two, my friend
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There's no telling how the day might end
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And we'll never know until we see
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That there's gold in them hills
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There's gold in them hills
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So don't lose heart
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Give the day a chance to start
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There's gold in them hills
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There's gold in them hills
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(Written By Ron Sexsmith)
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There's Gold in Them Hills
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Katie Melua |