Black Gold

Met a girl from Alabama

Hair waving like marigolds

I thought I was in love, but I was just selling my soul

Her dad he came a-calling

Said I had a lot of debts I owed

So, get your ass back down to Georgia

It's time to sell all that black gold

'Cause I've been walking on a tightrope

Middle of the road

Said I had no room to beg and nowhere to go

Gave your family my heart

Still, you ran my love cold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

You ask me why I'm leaving

From burning that diesel smoke

I said these pockets tell a story

Yeah, they are full of empty of hope

'Cause I've been walking on a tightrope

Middle of the road

Said I had no room to beg and nowhere to go

Gave your family my heart

Still, you ran my love cold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

'Cause I've been walking on a tightrope

Middle of the road, yeah

Said I had no room to beg and nowhere to go

Gave your family my heart

Still, you ran my love cold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

Turned me into to a fool chasing that black gold

I've been a fool chasing your black gold