Gold
This town's too small for second chances
Prom kings and queens and true romantics
Main street on the auction block
Let the window down, feel the wind
Johnny put the paycheck in his arm
Let the window down, let it in
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
This town's too small for second chances
Prom kings and queens and true romantics
True love found in parking lots
Let the window down, let it in
It's gettin' loud, they'll call the cops
Let the window down, feel the wind
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
This town's too small for second chances
This town's too small for second chances
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
Prom kings and queens and true romantics
Main street on the auction block
Let the window down, feel the wind
Johnny put the paycheck in his arm
Let the window down, let it in
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
This town's too small for second chances
Prom kings and queens and true romantics
True love found in parking lots
Let the window down, let it in
It's gettin' loud, they'll call the cops
Let the window down, feel the wind
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
This town's too small for second chances
This town's too small for second chances
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
It's in my blood, it's in the water
It's calling me still
I could leave, I know I oughta
But there's gold in them hills
Gold, gold, gold
Gold, gold, gold
Credits
Writer(s): Trent Dabbs, Brian Elmquist, Zachary Williams
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