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Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell
On the old dirt road
Without a care
Gotta sixpence in my pocket
Oh I'm a millionairre
Oh and I would do anything to go back there
On the old dirt road
Oh my brother and me
We make a mess all weekend
Till sunday eve
Oh and I am travelling through the past
Oh and I can see myself face to face in the looking glass
Playing in the dust
I haven't got a care
And nobody makes a fuss'cos there's no one there
On the old dirt road
I got no name
Build a castle wall
Knock it down again
Oh and I am a child again
Oh and I don't need to pretend
Oh I hear you cry
Go back to sleep
But I can't make it stop'cos it's not a dream
Playing in the dust
I haven't got a care
And nobody makes a fuss'cos there's no one there
On the old dirt road
I'm a millionairre
Gotta sixpence in my pocket
Haven't got a care
On the old dirt road
I ain't got no name
I build a castle wall
Knock it down again
Oh and I would do anything to go back there again
Oh and I -- I'm a child again
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