(Gordon Kennedy/Wayne Kirkpatrick)      They married on a fancy yacht out on the water   He knew she was young enough to be his daughter   There always questions in the heart of millionaires   Would she make heartfelt promises if the money was not there      And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold   Or are you just digging for gold   Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul   Or are you just digging for gold      She ran his weary heart through the ringer   And she wore him like the diamond ring around her finger   Well, his advances and affections, she managed to avoid   But, she got the lap of luxury and he got paranoid      And he said, do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold   Or are you just digging for gold   Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul   Or are you just digging for gold, digging for gold      Big house, limousines,   Fine wines, fine cuisines,   Vale and Vegas twice a year,   Trips to Paris on the leer      Black Tuesday when that wall of wealth came crashing down   Bad news day when that little queen had to give back her crown   And he said, hey babe, we can live on love 'cause love is worth much more   But he barely got his feelings out, she was half way to the door   And she never even heard him cry      Do you love me, baby, do you want me to hold   Or are you just digging for gold   Do you care enough to give me your heart and soul   Or are you just digging for gold