Another Man's Gold - Dean Brody

I was watching cartoons on a Saturday morning

And I heard daddy start the truck

I come running from the house and waved him down

Cause he was making a run to the dump

We watched the Bears and licked ice cream cones

And take a little walk around

I’ll never forget what my daddy said

The day we pulled that bike from the ground

He said one man’s trash

Is another man’s gold

If it’s thrown away

It’s free to take

A little oil should be good to go

So I rode that bicycle home

Thumbs up, daddy honking on the horn

I got my first job working on a dairy farm

Driving tractor and bailing hay

I’d have to circle around

A bog in the ground

Beside an old Mustang 68

One evening I asked that farmer

Why that car was just wasting away

Said you can have it for free

It don’t mean nothin' to me

And I couldn’t help but think

One man’s trash

Is another man’s gold

What someone will throw away

Is a crying shame

So I towed that Mustang home

Til she could be restored

And I got the engine to roar

And boy did that engine roar

It was an awkward blind date

We met at a park

She had her little girl tagging along

A Beautiful smile hadn’t been out in a while

She was a hard working single mom

In time I learned he’d left her

He said I’m just way too young

To be having a kid, I’m not ready for this

If you keep it I’m good as gone

He never looked back

As she watched him go

She stood there crying in the rain

Til one January day she had a beautiful baby girl

Tonight I took her in and read her stories

And hold her mama while the sun set low

My two arms full

Of this man’s gold

What someone will throw away

Is a crying shame

Those girls make our house a home

Yeah my cup overflows

With this man’s gold

This man’s gold