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 fifty years ago With country gold, oh-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 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
Compositores: Anne Wilson, Jeff Pardo & Matthew West