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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anne Wilson
Lead Vocals
Jordan Davis
Vocals
Jonathan Smith
Programming
Jeff Pardo
Piano
Jacob Arnold
Drums
Tony Lucido
Bass
Court Clement
Electric Guitar
Mark Lonsway
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anne Wilson
Songwriter
Jeff Pardo
Songwriter
Matthew West
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Smith
Producer
Jeff Pardo
Producer
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer
Jesse Brock
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Arnold
Additional Engineer
Court Clement
Additional Engineer
Buckley Miller
Engineer
Chris Bevins
Editing Engineer
Colton Price
Editing Engineer
Aaron Sterling
Additional Engineer
Jason Eskridge
Additional Engineer
Scotty Murray
Additional Engineer
Kris Donegan
Additional Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Some people just fly over
Small towns just like this
The middle of some nowhere
To them that's all it is
From up there lookin' down
But they don't know we found country gold
See, this is where my grandad
Got down on one knee
Promised her forever with a dime store diamond ring
He pledged his heart and soul 50 years ago
With country gold, whoa-oh
It's a little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church
To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because
The richest people that I've ever known
Struck country gold
Guess the slower that you're livin'
The less you tend to miss
'Cause when you find what happy isn't
You find what happy is
Doing life with who you love
Hearing laughter filling up
A little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church
To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because
The richest people that I've ever known
Struck country gold
Like the wheat fields underneath a summer sky
Country gold, like the records playing on a Friday night
Country gold might look like nothing more than dirt and gravel roads
But if you know
Then you know
It's a little house on a little land
A little built it with your own two hands
Little pride in a hard week's work
Little supper after Sunday church (little supper after Sunday church)
To most, it might not look like much
But I put roots down here because (roots down here because)
The richest people that I've ever known
Are made of work and dirt and flesh and blood and soul
Country gold
Country gold
Country gold
Writer(s): Jeffrey Thomas Pardo, Matthew West, Anne Wilson
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