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Blue Denim & Black Gold

Album: Book Of Paul Durasi: 3:21

Blue denim and black gold was his work uniform

The dirt 'neath his nails

Was hard earned and well worn

He meant every minute he labored with pride

He knew his old man wasn't old when he died

Each day at the rig he's the first one to show

At the end of the shift he's the last one to go

No one but the derricks outworked him because

Blue denim and black gold was the shade of his blood

He saved every dime but nobody would know

His pockets were lined but he didn't let it show

He's biding his time for a woman who knows

The rough diamond behind his blue denim and black gold

One night as he traveled from work into town

A ruby-haired damsel in distress flagged him down

Him changing her tire sparked a fire by the road

She liked what she saw in blue denim and black gold

Their love was a rose in full bloom by the spring

And she didn't know till that five-carat ring

That she would be married to riches untold

And have silk lace and satin blue denim and black gold

Blue denim and black gold was his work uniform

He cashed in his chips for that angel on his arm

He tinkers on engines and she does the clothes

Lays out for tomorrow blue denim and black gold