Oh my heart
Will never be the same again
Not even in the arms of other men
Because an old time song with an old time feel
Well It was written for my heart to steal
Oh my love
I only wanna hear your voice
But I sell myself 'cause I have no choice
But for an old time song in an old time air
Well I paint my face and I curl my hair
But I could be your goldmine,
Your little goldmine
Make me into sweet wine,
Bittersweet wine
But I could be your goldmine,
Your little goldmine
Make me into sweet wine,
Bittersweet wine
Underneath a road sign
Everyone?s passing through
I'm your little goldmine
I'm gonna bring it all back to you
Oh my room
Never gonna take you there
Cause my wicked life hangs in the air
But for an old time song on a fiddle played
No honest girl is gonna pay your way
Oh my love
I'm never gonna know for sure
You won't leave my side for a girl who's pure
But for an old time song in an old time key
You can spend my money foolishly
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