D G
I been sinkin? like a rock in this high society
A G D
Cause all that means so much to them don't mean shit to me
D G
If I were into money, fame and power I'd be sold
A G D
But I know I tried and I just can't find that solid country gold
Now I was born in Nashville but I left there long ago
Cause they built Music City by sacrificing soul
L.A. ain't much different 'cept they got them fancy clothes
And there's nary a sight or a leaving light of solid country gold, oh cause
D G D
They say country music ain't quite all it used to be
D A A/B A/C A/C#
But they can't see the country for all the goddamned trees
D G D
If you give to me a guitar and my woman on the road
G A D
I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold
Alright
Solo
Now baby I been thinkin' 'bout where you and I should go
You sell your apartment and I'll shake off my load
We'll take it down to Texas where we'll kiss that Yellow Rose
And find ourselves some lovin in solid country gold
Chorus
Chorus
Yes I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold