Country Gold

Some people just fly over
Small towns just like this
The middle of some nowhere
To them that's all it is
From up there lookin' down
But they don't know we found country gold

See, this is where my grandad
Got down on one knee
Promised her forever with a dime store diamond ring
He pledged his heart and soul 50 years ago
With country gold, whoa-oh

It's a little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church

To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because
The richest people that I've ever known
Struck country gold

Guess the slower that you're livin'
The less you tend to miss
'Cause when you find what happy isn't
You find what happy is
Doing life with who you love
Hearing laughter filling up

A little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church

To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because
The richest people that I've ever known
Struck country gold

Like the wheat fields underneath a summer sky
Country gold, like the records playing on a Friday night
Country gold might look like nothing more than dirt and gravel roads
But if you know
Then you know

It's a little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church (little supper after Sunday church)

To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because (roots down here because)
The richest people that I've ever known
Are made of work and dirt and flesh and blood and soul

Country gold
Country gold
Country gold



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Thomas Pardo, Matthew West, Anne Wilson
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