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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dean Brody
Dean Brody
Performer
Dean McWhinnie
Dean McWhinnie
Performer
Jason Barry
Jason Barry
Performer
Bobby Terry
Bobby Terry
Acoustic Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Gary Prim
Gary Prim
Piano
J.T. Corenflos
J.T. Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Tommy Harden
Tommy Harden
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dean Brody
Dean Brody
Songwriter
Dean McWhinnie
Dean McWhinnie
Songwriter
Jason Barry
Jason Barry
Songwriter

Lyrics

I was watchin' cartoons on a Saturday morning And I heard daddy start the truck I came runnin' from the house and waved him down Cause he was makin' a run to the dump We watched the Bears and licked ice cream cones Take a little walk around I'll never forget what my daddy said The day we pulled that bike from the ground He said one man's trash is another man's gold If it's thrown away it's free to take A little oil she'll be good to go So I rode that bicycle home Thumbs up, daddy honkin' on the horn I got my first job workin' on a dairy farm Drivin' tractor and bailin' hay I'd have to circle around a bog in the ground Where sat an old Mustang '58 One evenin' I asked that farmer Why that car was just wastin' away He said you can have it for free it don't mean nothin' to me And I couldn't help but think One man's trash is another man's gold What someone will throw away is a crying shame So I towed that Mustang home Till she could be restored I got that engine to roar And boy did that engine roar It was an awkward blind date we met at a park She had her little girl taggin' along A beautiful smile hadn't been out in a while She was a hard working single mom In time I learned he'd left her He said "I'm just way too young To be having a kid, I'm not ready for this If you keep it I'm good as gone" He never looked back as she watched him go She stood there crying in the rain till one January day She had a beautiful baby girl Tonight I tuck her in and read her stories And hold her mama while the sunset glows My two arms full of this man's gold What some men will throw away is a crying shame Those girls make our house a home Yeah my cup overflows With this man's gold This man's gold
Writer(s): Dean Brody, Jason Barry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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