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> >I've been thinking and thinking and I just can't remember when I ate  
> any gold, when I made a tool of gold, or when gold kept me warm.
> 

One of the songs by the group Irish Rovers says:

"For I knew a man who had plenty of gold,
And I knew another who had twenty times more.
But they're both on their backs now 'mid nettles and stone.
So, my first love is whiskey and whiskey alone."

While my first love ins't whiskey, it for sure isn't gold.