Gold

作曲 : Nicholas Gale/Jonathan Adam Mills

Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on

Go on and keep on acting like you're number one

Don't blame it on yourself, you've always done it how you done

Oh girl, you're getting old (Yeah)

Quit acting like a child, you should know that you've been wrong

Hanging in all these places that you never been before

I warned you 'bout these people, I know what they're looking for

Oh, all they want is gold, yeah (Yeah)

And I wish that we were back at the bottom, back where we started

Drinking out the bottle, getting into trouble

We were thick and thin but that was everything, oh-oh

Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on

Go on and keep on acting like you're number one

Don't blame it on yourself, you've always done it how you done

Oh, girl, you're getting old (Old, yeah)

You think your shit is gold (Gold, yeah)

We never had no diamonds or red bottoms where we're from

I wish you would remember all the places that we've gone

I'm tired of the show, yeah, yeah

All that glitters isn't gold, yeah, yeah

And I wish that we were back at the bottom, back where we started

Drinking out the bottle, getting into trouble

We were thick and thin but that was everything, oh

Go on and tell your friends, go put your best dress on

Go on and keep on acting like you're number one

Don't blame it on yourself, you've always done it how you done

Oh, girl, you're getting old (Old, yeah)

You think your shit is gold (Gold, yeah)