We were heading on home, Diesel and me Down an old gravel road, way out in the country Tuckered out after working the fields all day When all of a sudden, off like a shot That dog took off running, barking his head off Wherever he went, he went like there was hell to pay
So lickety-split, I crashed through the fields Chasing after that hound and I was hot on his heels When we both went over the edge of a deep ravine As I crawled up the bank, cold and soaked to the bone A glint caught my eye from the mud where it shone Something was buried there, alongside a stream
Now the middle of a field is a pretty odd place To find some kind of trunk or a chest or a crate But buried under the earth, I saw a corner exposed No there wasn't a map or a note or a key It was clearly forgotten, just waiting for me Like I was supposed to find it there, right under my nose
It had laid there for years, deep in the dirt So I dug it out and wiped my hands on my shirt I pried up the lid and excitedly peered inside And what I saw was a sight to behold Cuz that tattered old trunk was crammed full of gold My eyes bugged out, it was enough to make a grown man cry
Big golden bricks with a shimmery sheen They were a staggering sight to a poor boy like me But right then and there I knew what I had to do So with a smile, I sold what little I had I gave my pots and my pans to my mom and my dad And then I bought that field cuz it was my dream come true
And then, full of joy, I said goodbye to my shack It wasn't much of a home, so I never looked back And I never questioned the choice I happily made I said I need that field, whatever it takes You might call it foolish, but I'd call it faith Trusting in God so gladly, you can't hardly wait
And that's how I learned how a rich fella counts His treasure in heaven, not under the ground Cuz betting the farm is well worth the risk To carefully keep such a beautiful gift That's yours forever, it's a pretty good deal
There's a couple of things more precious than gold One is your heart and the other's your soul And you got something unique that nobody can steal
It's a fable, you see, and the moral is this Your heart's with your treasure, wherever it is And trust me, when you dig A treasure will be revealed And you never know what could be buried in the middle of a fieldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
