Gold In Timbuktu Lyrics - Country, God Or The Girl Deluxe Edition - K'naan

When I am old and lonely 

Would you still be there for me 

'Cause now I have all of my strength 

And you have all your beauty 

When you're gold in Timbuktu 

Will I still come look for you 

Let's swim in the deep end 

Make it warm that we can 

For you, for me 

Buried in the deep end 

Life is one big weekend 

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Youth! 

One day you have it and then 

Poof! 

It's gone with the wind 

It's a kin to the end 

And no matter how you fight it 

How you light it, how you write it 

Time is the pen out of ink 

Poof, and I'm a living proof 

I used to have it all young and uncoof 

These days I hear on everything on delay 

'Cause I wear an air piece just to hear what he say 

When my son visit, I don't know why I get livid 

Maybe I'm jealous of his age 

My memories vivid I was just like him 

Young like him, 

Had a mouth on me a tongue like him 

But now I'm feeling much weaker 

Closest thing to my heart is a mandatory gripper 

And my eyes ain't what they used to be either 

But here's me singing promise from la Vita 

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When I am old and lonely 

Would you still be there for me 

'Cause now I have all of my strength 

And you have all your beauty 

When you're gold in Timbuktu 

Will I still come look for you 

Let's swim in the deep end 

Make it warm that we can 

For you, for me 

Buried in the deep end 

Life is one big weekend 

Push! 

One day you comin' and then 

Woosh! 

You'd be surprised how easy is 

To be enticed and feasting life 

Without the least of dreams suffice 

So watch it fly fear to flight 

So I'm busy chasing a decent size 

Tush! and I ain't never been a wuss 

Have more arms than an octopus 

Those days I never thought of old age 

I never thought I'd see the hair in my nose gray 

But life goes on how ironic 

If I could do it over I'd probably smoke chronic 

But still follow the footsteps of prophet Mohammed 

I probably turn every lie that I told honest 

I be an equal terrorist I give the middle finger to my therapist 

And flush my sedatest 

I'll have a baby with a feminist and name him sexist 

Life's a contradiction on my check list 

When I am old and lonely 

Would you still be there for me 

'Cause now I have all of my strength 

And you have all your beauty 

When you're gold in Timbuktu 

Will I still come look for you 

Let's swim in the deep end 

Make it warm that we can 

For you, for me 

Buried in the deep end 

Life is one big weekend