Zach Top – Dirt Turns To Gold (Guitar)

C                                           C/B
Daddy said they ain't making no more of it

            Am
said that's fine with me 'cause I'm tired of working on it

F                                     C
Soon as I can I'm outta here, I don't love it like you do

Am                                       G                 G*
Son, I know just how you feel, I used to feel the same way too

              C    C/B      Am
Till I learnt dirt turns to gold

    F                                G
You gotta be patient son, it happens slow

      C                          C/B
It'll take some blood, sweat and tears

Am
More than a few hard working years

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I know it's hard to see that far down the road

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Oh, but dirt  turns to gold

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Will I save enought to move into that city

          Am
Where the lights shine bright at night and the girls are pretty

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Aw, but some nights I can't sleep a wink, all the sirens and the horns

      Am                                   G
And I miss crickets, whippoorwills and the peaceful sounds of home

       C    C/B      Am
I know dirt turns to gold

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I washed it off but it stayed down in my soul

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And there's this girl I met said she'd like to see

    Am
The place that means so much to me

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She wants to feel that feeling that I know

           F   G        C
Back where dirt  turns to gold

     Dm
So I took her back home for a long weekend

      Em
She'd never seen nothing like county road ten

Dm
I rolled all those windows down

    C
And pointed out my old stomping grounds

    Dm
And after supper at mom and dads

Em
Swinging in the swing, hand in hand

Dm
Watching the sun sinking out of sight

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She said I could get used to this life

          C    C/B      Am
Out where dirt turns to gold

      F                                 G
Aw, a piece of heaven down some country road

        C                        C/B
There's space out here for us to breathe

Am
Build a home and plant some seeds

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Sit on the porch and watch our children grow

             F   G         C
That's where dirt  turns to gold

      F   G         C
Yeah, dirt  turns to gold