Red Clay Rich

Verse 1

Wide valley

Cotton dresses hanging in the humid morning light

Mama humming

The smoke from the chimney begins to climb

Kitchen smells of fatback and corn

Sun rising up before we find our shoes

Patchwork pillows

Dusty old floors and a story in every line

Pre-Chorus

Lord knows the mountain is high

But our spirit stays grounded in the red clay

Chorus

Oh I am rich in the things that don't cost a dime

I am whole in the laughter and the quiet passage of time

Honey on a biscuit

Dew upon the clover

Warmth from the fire till the winter day is over

Sweet Dolly's pride

Wrapped in a heart that's open wide

Verse 2

Stitched edges

A thimble and a needle to mend the broken seams

Scrap pieces

Building up a colorful life from paper dreams

Singing songs to the creek bank

Bark of the dog and the ringing of a distant bell

Little prayers

Falling like a bucket down a stone-cold well

Pre-Chorus

Lord knows the mountain is high

But our spirit stays grounded in the red clay

Chorus

Oh I am rich in the things that don't cost a dime

I am whole in the laughter and the quiet passage of time

Honey on a biscuit

Dew upon the clover

Warmth from the fire till the winter day is over

Sweet Dolly's pride

Wrapped in a heart that's open wide

Bridge

Maybe gold is just a color

Maybe wealth is just a state of mind

The roots go deeper than any mine could ever go

Chorus

Oh I am rich in the things that don't cost a dime

I am whole in the laughter and the quiet passage of time

Honey on a biscuit

Dew upon the clover

Warmth from the fire till the winter day is over

Sweet Dolly's pride

Wrapped in a heart that's open wide