Paroles de Heart of gold

If i had a heart of gold
As some folks i know
I'd up and sell my heart of gold
And head north with the dough

But i don't have a heart of gold
My heart's not even lead
It's made of clay, old georgia clay
And that's why my heart is red

I wonder why red clay
So red and georgia sky, so blue
I wonder why it's yes to me
And yessir, sir to you

I wonder why the sky so blue
And why the clay so red
Way down south is always down
And never up instead