Topic: Gold in the River
Reading TF's excellent poem "Did It and Done It" got me thinking about a song I wrote many years ago. Here it is as a poem:
GOLD IN THE RIVER
He was born in Appalachia, he didn't know that he was poor
Hunting and fishing with his daddy, who could ask for more
He grew up, he went to school, they taught him all the facts
He went to town, got a job and joined the race of rats
They said he was successful, they said he could go far
A swimming pool, a fancy house and brand-new foreign car
But he remembered mountain mornings in those West Virginia hills
No traffic jams, no deadlines, and best of all no bills
He remembered gold in the rivers and diamonds in the sky
Green jade in the valleys and silver on the mountains high
Precious gems in children and friends of finest pearl
And the love of a girl
So he quit his job and moved back down to the place that he called home
Wooded slopes, mountain streams and valleys he could roam
Some people said he's crazy, some said he lost his mind
But now he has riches, though of another kind
Now he's got gold in the rivers and diamonds in the sky
Green jade in the valleys and silver on the mountains high
Precious gems in children and friends of finest pearl
And the love of a girl
Wealth is just like beauty, its in the beholder's eye
Green pictures of George Washington or a clear October sky
There are riches found in nature, though of another kind
And wealth in friends and family and a peaceful state of mind
Yes there's gold in the rivers and diamonds in the sky
Green jade in the valleys and silver on the mountains high
Precious gems in children and friends of finest pearl
And the love of a girl