

Old dirt road where the dust would rise
Now it's paved but it's the same blue skies
I still feel the weight of my father's hand
Teaching me how to love this land
And the years they fly
like a passing train
Leaving tracks of joy
and a little pain
It's the simple things that hold us tight
A porch-light burning in the night
Just a hand to hold and a song to
sing
Yeah, we found our gold in the simple
things (found our gold)
There's a quiet strength
in an honest day
And the promises that we don't betray
Working hard under the midday sun
Knowing we're proud when the work is done
It's the simple things that hold us tight
A porch-light burning in the night
Just a hand to hold and a song to
sing
Yeah, we found our gold in the simple
things
Yeah, the simple things Just a hand to hold