Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
Kenny Rogers
As I'm walkin' behind this plow
I keep turnin' over memories
Buried treasure of a past once filled with you
This old ground I know it's mine
And I've worked it so many times
And the rain it's been praying for
Is falling from my eyes
Waiting for the settin' sun
When a hard day's work is done
We'd sit down and rock the baby
And plan our dreams
But you turned it all around
With this other man you found
And you never thought I'd figure out your scheme
And there's buried treasure
Hidden in the ground
Precious memories of a love
That lived and died
You couldn't be the simple wife
You had to lead the cheatin' life
And you led me down a road I hate to ride
Now the neighbors they all knew
They had seen him leave with you
But what they didn't see
Was I followed close behind
And the next day's paper read
That a man had been found dead
And the lady he'd been seen with
That can't find
And there's buried treasure
Hidden in the ground
Precious memories of a love
That lived and died
You couldn't be the simple wife
You had to lead the cheatin' life
And you led me down a road I hate to ride
As I'm walkin' behind this plow
I keep turning over memories
Buried treasure of a past once filled with you
This old ground I know it's mine
And I've worked it so many times
And the rain it's been praying for
Is falling from my eyes
Buried Treasures was written by Ernie Rowell & Charlie Phillips.
Buried Treasures was produced by Larry Butler.