Charles Michael King - I Once Struck Gold In This Field

I once struck gold in this field
It paid the debts of my kills
My soul was sold, and all I owned,
To buy up what I had seen
I can't quite remember the cost
It seems even dreams were a loss
But I cleared out the timber and made me a home
It's the one with the lights always on
I once thought of selling the land
The thought brought a shake to my hand
My brothers were telling me that I'd be a fool
And I knew they were right
I've wondered if there's another lot
That's holding more than what I've got
But when you have a share in forever somehow
It's easy to quiet that voice
It's been easy to quiet that voice
I once struck gold in this field
I can't quite remember the cost
I once thought of selling the land
It's easy to quiet that voice

Written by:
Charles King

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