Black Gold Christian Hayes (Country)

[Verse 1]
Met a girl from Alabama
Hair waving like marigolds
I thought I was in love
But I was just selling my soul
Her dad, he came a-calling
Said I had a lot of debts I owed
So get your ass back down to Georgia
It's time to sell all that black gold

[Chorus]
'Cause I've been walking on a tightrope
Middle of the road
He said I had no room to beg and no way to go
Gave your family my heart
Still you ran my love cold
Turned me into a fool, chasing that black gold
Turned me into a fool, chasing that black gold

[Verse 2]
You ask me why I'm leaving
From burning that diesel smoke
I'll say these pockets tell a story
Yeah, they're full of empty hope

[Chorus]
'Cause I'vе been walking on a tightrope
Middle of the road
Hе said I had no room to beg and no way to go
Gave your family my heart
Still you ran my love cold
Turned me into a fool, chasing that black gold
Turned me into a fool, chasing that black gold