Gold

Long time on my own for almost eleven years
Cleveland was my home
This place ain't for kids
Eighteen hours gone gotta' find
A place to live daddy said
"Boy be strong you ain't got much to give"

Got no time, for no rhyme
No complaining bout' this life

So I take my sorrow and I turn it into gold
I'll ride the broken road right through
My scars will follow me no matter where I go
I'll ride highs and lows right through

I turned 23, my daughter was the best of me
Showed me who I was and who I need to be
Tried to build a home better
Than the one I knew
That girl saved my soul thе one
I was about to lose