Good as Gold - Frankie Ballard

He can buy you nice things

But I can make your knees weak

So he has a house on a hill

I got what you really need

Cause that view from a hill

Looking at the stars

Ain’t gonna fill

The valley in your heart

Where the wild wind blows

Good as gold, yeah

Now he can take you 'round the world

But I can take your breath away

And he can talk all he wants

I don’t need a word to say

You can take every word he speaks

Wouldn’t be worth any more

Than one look from me

Soft and slow, good as gold

Yeah

No use in counting

All the diamonds you own

Cause steady as a mountain

It’s one in the rough

That you don’t set in stone

Where the wild wind blows

Good as gold

Oh, good as gold, yeah

Good as gold

Oh, good as gold, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

Oh, good as gold

Good as gold

Oh, good as gold

Good as gold

Oh, good as gold

Yeah

He can buy you nice things

But I can make your knees weak