Josiah Marty - Gold

Smokey hazed eyes
Come on open wide
There's a trail to follow
Even if in the end our heads are hollow

Up into the great mountains
There are stories of gold
Let us not mine there
We don't know if we will ever grow old

Lifes full of adventure sorrow and fame
Sometimes it isn't in that order till the good lord calls your name

Don't keep making excuses just follow
Your heart
Because maybe one day you won't have to work so damn hard

Up into the great mountains
There are stories of gold
Let us not mine there
We don't know if we will ever grow old

Lifes full of adventure sorrow and fame
Sometimes it isn't in that order till the good lord calls your name

Written by:
Josiah Marty

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