James Johnston – WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD Lyrics

James Johnston WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD Lyrics

The real estate man came around today
Must have heard I was in town
For Grandads estate
And he parked his Benz under the old birch tree

He said, “Name your price, man I’ll get you a deal”.
But not a word ’bout my grandad, not a word that was real
I guess he figured those forty acres didn’t mean much to me

So I sat him down and set him straight

Don’t show up in your suit trying to spend your money
Thinking you can buy whatever you’re wantin’
There’s memories here that can’t be bought and sold
Don’t show up and say that you’ve got what I’m needing
Don’t want your money so you best get to leaving
You’ll never get your hands on this home

This dirt’s worth its weight in gold

Come inside I got somethings to show you
These frames on the wall, they ain’t just photos
Every picture here’s got a story to tell

That little boy on the tractor, yeh that’s me
Helping dad sow the paddock back in ’93
We had our struggles but that was one hell of a year

That one of grandad planting that seed
Now it’s that big, old birch that you parked underneath
I hope you take a good look when you’re driving on out of here

So
Don’t show up in your suit trying to spend your money
Thinking you can buy whatever you’re wantin’
There’s memories here that can’t be bought and sold
Don’t show up and say that you’ve got what I’m needing
Don’t want your money so you best get to leaving
You’ll never get your hands on this home

This dirt’s worth its weight in gold

I grab a handful dirt in my fist
Let it pour out on the ground around me
It’s where I was born and this is
Where I’ll be buried

So
Don’t show up trying to spend your money
Thinking you can buy whatever you’re wantin’
There’s memories here that can’t be bought and sold

Don’t show up and say that you’ve got what I’m needing
Don’t want your money so you best get to leaving
You’ll never get your hands on this home

This dirt’s worth its weight in gold
Weight in gold
Yeah!