Rich Man’s Gold

[Chorus]
You weren't born to just pay bills and die
You weren't born to just pay bills and die
Alls you need is a dog, a shack, a crick in the back
And a good woman, oh Lord
You don't need that rich man's gold

[Verse 1]
My granddaddy grew up on dirt floors
The whole county was dirt poor
Momma died when he was four
What a damn shame

[Verse 2]
They grew tobacco and raised hogs
Seven youngins and some old dogs
I reckon they were livin' high on the horse
Way back in their day

[Chorus]
He'd say, "You weren't born, to just pay bills and die"
You weren't born to just pay bills and die
Alls you need is a dog, a shack, a crick in the back
And a good woman, oh Lord
You don't need that rich man's gold