Damien Jurado. Treasures Of Gold. Zeneszám

He came from the nearby town
And showed up at your door
Says, "I'm here to take good care of you
And your children four."

He stayed with you all day and night
And took you as his wife
He showered you with gifts of gold
And loved you with his life

I've got treasures of gold

And then one day the soldiers came
And said there was a war
He grabbed his gun and turned to kiss
The family he adored

The woman said her last goodbye
While falling to the floor
She took all his photographs
And hung them on the door

I've got treasures of gold