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!