Way out west in a land called El Dorado
There's a ribbon of gold hidden high upon a mountain side.
Many an adventurous soul has tried to find her
And many is the dreamer who's failed to stake the claim.
Whoa-oh Oh El Dorado
Show me your heart of purest gold
I'll never stop searchin' til' I've found you
Whoa-oh El Dorado call to me
Won't you call to me.
Legends tell us the tail of the Mother Load
A fortune in gold burried deep within a shroud of stone
And though the laughter that springs from a cold, cold grave
Will leave you with a shiver, chill you to the very bone.
Voices in the night.......I know you're out there waiting
Pulling me inside.........I can feel the undertow
Won't you call to me