Текст песни
Pocket full of hush
Bills folded neat
I learned the hard way
How to keep my feet
Corner store receipt
And a dented chain
Same old hunger
Different kind of rain
I can see it now
Shining on my face
Heavy in my hand
Clean with no disgrace
Money, gold in my palm
Money, gold in my palm
If I lose my way
You keep me calm
Money, gold in my palm
Mama said, "Baby
Count what you got
I count every scar
I count every shot
Old screen door swings
New shoes on the line
One step forward
Feels so divine
I can see it now
Shining on my face
Heavy in my hand
Clean with no disgrace
Money, gold in my palm
Money, gold in my palm
If I lose my way
You keep me calm
Money, gold in my palm
I don't chase the fire
I hold the spark
I don't need a throne
Just a steady heart
Money, gold in my palm
Money, gold in my palm
If I lose my way
You keep me calm
Money, gold in my palm
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