If I had a heart of gold
As some folks I know
I'd up and sell my heart of gold
And head north with the dough
But I don't have a heart of gold
My heart's not even lead
It's made of plain old Georgia clay
And that's why, my heart is red
I wonder why red clay's so red
And Georgia skies so blue
I wonder why it's yes to me
But yes sir, sir, to you
I wonder why the sky's so blue
And why the clay's so red
Why down south is always down
And never up instead.
Leyla McCalla - Heart of Gold Lyrics
Leyla McCalla - Heart of Gold Lyrics
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If I had a heart of gold
As some folks I know
I'd up and sell my heart of gold
And head north with the dough
But I don't have a heart of gold
My heart's not even lead
It's made of plain old Georgia clay
And that's why, my heart is red
I wonder why red clay's so red
And Georgia skies so blue
I wonder why it's yes to me
But yes sir, sir, to you
I wonder why the sky's so blue
And why the clay's so red
Why down south is always down
And never up instead.
As some folks I know
I'd up and sell my heart of gold
And head north with the dough
But I don't have a heart of gold
My heart's not even lead
It's made of plain old Georgia clay
And that's why, my heart is red
I wonder why red clay's so red
And Georgia skies so blue
I wonder why it's yes to me
But yes sir, sir, to you
I wonder why the sky's so blue
And why the clay's so red
Why down south is always down
And never up instead.
Writer: HUGHES LANGSTON, LEYLA SARAH MCCALLA
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Strictly Songs SPRL
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Strictly Songs SPRL