Gold

Here's to the woman abandoned by her husband

who left her for another woman

and to her children

for half the love they've been given

has left them all of a sudden

Blessed are those who mourn

For they shall receive great comfort

But still I found death seems to bring forth life

R:

All your heartaches

All your sufferings

All your trials

Are gold

Here's to the woman whose left to raise her children

She doesn't know the first thing about how to make a living

And all the birthdays and ball games and christmas mornings

Will never be the same

Blessed are the poor in spirit for their's is the kingdom of heaven

But still I found death seems to bring forth life

R:

All your sorrows

All your pain

All your trials... are gold