Glitter Ain't Gold

They're blowin' smoke and mirrors Puttin' pressure on me But I'm harder than an old Blackjack oak tree Tell me I'm a sinner, never claimed to be a saint I don't claim to be a goddamn thing that I ain't It's getting old Glitter ain't gold, man, I ain't what you see I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets Ain't a showman, I practice what I preach Ask me what it is I know Glitter ain't gold There's a curtain of pines This side of the river Can't see that trailer on the hill from the road White bread and honey, workin' hard for our money Saving cans all week to turn the man away It wasn't easy Neighbors judge from their front porch Right behind the door, their whole home's in a mess It's getting old Glitter ain't gold, man, I ain't what you see I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets Ain't a showman, I practice what I preach Ask me what it is I know Glitter ain't gold, man, I ain't what you see I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets Ain't a showman, I practice what I preach Ask me what it is I know Glitter ain't gold Glitter ain't gold, man, I ain't what you see I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets Ain't a showman, I practice what I preach Ask me what it is I know Glitter ain't gold, man, I ain't what you see I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets Ain't a showman, I practice what I preach Ask me what it is I know Glitter ain't gold