Blood To Gold - Boy & Bear

Won’t you run underneath the door

Take my home, treat it as your own

Yeah, my mother told me, 'Don't you run away'

Because it takes a man to keep them hungry

But I’m so damn cold

And if this blood don’t turn to gold, I think I’m doomed

Oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh-oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah…

The time has come, my friend, to run

I bid you, please, to take the roses

An the loaded gun I left you

'Cause I’m hopin' now you find somehow

That I’m so damn cold

And if this blood don’t turn to gold, I think I’m doomed

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah!

Ow!