Artist: Roger Whittaker
Title: Good old love 
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Chains can’t hold it - Gold won’t buy it.
Loaded guns don’t keep it quiet.
Crowds can push it - roads won’t lead it.
But we still want it and we sure need it.

Cause nothing beats good old love.
When its right - it’s worth every single lonely night.
Nothing beats good old love.
When it’s true - you won’t believe what it’ll to for you.
There is a bright sun shining on every thing I see.
Since good old love gave you to me.

Banks can’t save it - drugs don’t quire it.
Companies will not insure it.
Clocks can’t time it - hunts can’t find it.
Hurt sometimes but I don’t mind it.

Cause nothing beats good old love.
When its right - it’s worth every single lonely night.
Nothing beats good old love.
When it’s true - you won’t believe what it’ll to for you.
There is a bright sun shining on every thing I see.
Since good old love gave you to me.

I nearly lost my mind – trying to find somebody new.
But I’d gladly do it again if I knew it would end
with me holding you.
Oh no. . . .

Cause nothing beats good old love.
When its right - it’s worth every single lonely night.
Nothing beats good old love.
When it’s true - you won’t believe what it’ll to for you.
There is a bright sun shining on every thing I see.
Since good old love gave you to me.

You and me - good old love.