Gold by Jhett Black

I’m sorry I get so carried away
I see the gleam in your eyes, girl
You know they’re shining
I know there must be another way
But I’m a greedy man so I keep on trying


I can see you hiding underneath you skin
You body is a temple, your spirit is within
Let me take the walls down, so beautiful but cold
Let me see if your heart is really made of gold
Gold, heavy to hold
Gold, your heavy on my heart like gold

You shine like the sun on a cloudy day
Your heavy on my mind, girl ‘cause you keep on hiding

I can see you hiding underneath you skin
You body is a temple, your spirit is within
Let me take the walls down, so beautiful but cold
Let me see if your heart is really made of gold
Gold, heavy to hold
Gold, your heavy on my heart like gold.

• Americana
• Blues
• Blues Rock
• Roots
• Roots Rock
• Southern Gothic
• Nashville