Rare as Gold
I came back from California
By way of Arizona
I spent ten long days looking for a place to hide
I saw the mountains rolling
And I saw the cactus growing
And I saw storms running on the desert sky
And back there on the West Coast
I always wore a rain coat
And my feet never were quite staying dry
But I heard there was a fortune
And if you bet your hand to find it
You'd be a richer man for the rest of your life
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, redwood and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I are as
Rare as gold
Hold my hand in Appalachia
You know that I won't blame ya
If you search me out to see what's inside
Now I'm home in Pennsylvania
Heaven knows that I can't save ya
But I'd love to be the wind that helps you fly
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, every white birch and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey, I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I
Are as rare
And I coulda' settled down in Santa Fe
But I know we got somethin'
And I just wanna call it's name
And I could've messed around on those northern plains
But that big sky country
Got nothin' on this summer rain
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, hollow and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I are as
Rare as gold
By way of Arizona
I spent ten long days looking for a place to hide
I saw the mountains rolling
And I saw the cactus growing
And I saw storms running on the desert sky
And back there on the West Coast
I always wore a rain coat
And my feet never were quite staying dry
But I heard there was a fortune
And if you bet your hand to find it
You'd be a richer man for the rest of your life
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, redwood and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I are as
Rare as gold
Hold my hand in Appalachia
You know that I won't blame ya
If you search me out to see what's inside
Now I'm home in Pennsylvania
Heaven knows that I can't save ya
But I'd love to be the wind that helps you fly
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, every white birch and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey, I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I
Are as rare
And I coulda' settled down in Santa Fe
But I know we got somethin'
And I just wanna call it's name
And I could've messed around on those northern plains
But that big sky country
Got nothin' on this summer rain
And I, I've walked forever
By every mountain, hollow and pine
And I know
I've been gone forever
But honey I'm coming back for you this time
And usually I do as I'm told
But I'm telling you and I are as
Rare as gold
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Writer(s): Anna Christine Manotti
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