Goldmine - I Draw Slow
Oh my heart
Will never be the same again
Not even in the arms of other men
Because an old time song with an old time feel
Well it was written for my heart to steal
And oh my love
I only wanna hear your voice
But I sell myself 'cause I have no choice
But for an old time song in an old time air
Well I paint my face and I curl my hair
But But I could be your goldmine, your little goldmine, build your walls around me
Make me into sweet wine, bittersweet wine, drunk just how you found me
I could be your goldmine, your little goldmine, build your walls around me
Make me into sweet wine, bittersweet wine, drunk just how you found me
Underneath a road sign, everyone passes through
I'm your little goldmine, gonna bring it all back to you
Oh my room
Never gonna take you there
Cause my wicked life hangs in the air
But for an old time song on a fiddle played
Well no honest girl is gonna pay your way
And oh my love
I'm never gonna know for sure
You won't leave my side for a girl who's pure
But for an old time song in an old time key
Well you can spend my money foolishly
Chorus, Break, Chorus
I'm your little goldmine gonna bring it all back to you
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