Old Turkey Buzzard Old Turkey Buzzard… Flying, flying high
He’s just awaiting buzzard’s just awaiting Wait for something down below to die
Old buzzard knows that he can wait cause every mother’s son has got a date a date with fate…
He sees men come, he sees men go crawling like ants on the rocks below The men who scheme, the men who dream and die for gold on the rocks below
He sees men come, he sees men go crawling like ants on the rocks below A whiff of gold and off they go to die like rats on the rocks below
Gold, Gold, Gold, they'll do anything for gold Gold, Gold, gotta have McKenna's gold
For men will come and men will go crawling like ants on the rocks below but they can't win, they got to loose their skin if all they want is that gold and gold
Gold gold gold just forget about that gold Gold gold you can live without that gold