Words: C. Hutchins
Music: M. Hutchins, A. Hutchins
I ain’t no smarter than the average guy
But what you selling I ain’t going to buy
You’re all wrapped up with polish and paint
But underneath you know it’s a feint
You got a gold mine in your walk
You got a gold mine in your talk
You’ve been digging gold but you’ve never been told
You got a gold mine, a gold mine
Maybe sometime when I’m feeling weak
I may consider the ultimate treat
Must keep my wits and not lose sight
Betting on you is worse than losing at dice
You don’t need me with your sucker brigade
Waiting like fish in your net everyday
Say I’m a loser when your spell falls short
I’ll keep my gold for the genuine sort
Gold mine walk-a-tee-walk
Gold mine talk-a-tee-talk
Gold mine walk-a-tee-walk
Gold mine talk-a-tee-talk