mac davis – a poor man’s gold lyrics
it’s the feeling i get looking down at my brand new baby,
holding on to daddy’s thumb just as tightly as he can hold;
and it’s hearing people say he looks alot like his daddy,
these things are a poor man’s gold.
it’s the twinkle in the eyes of the gray haired old man we call grandpa,
telling tales to the kids that get taller every time they’re told;
and it’s knowing that for awhile he’s no longer lonely,
these things are a poor man’s gold.
it’s the smell of honeysuckle in the springtime,
it’s the silence of a freshly fallen snow;
it’s the sound of children laughing in the sunshine,
it’s a crisp autumn night with a million stars all aglow.
it’s the sweet, sleepy sound of your warm and gentle breathing,
as you cling to me in the night to keep away the cold;
and it’s the softness of your body there in the darkness,
these things are a poor man’s gold.
honey, these precious things are a poor man’s gold.
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