Buried Treasures

(альбом: Love Or Something Like It - 1978)

As I'm walking behind this plow
I keep turning over memories
Buried treasure of a past once filled with you

This old ground I know it's mine
And I've worked it so many times
And the rain it's been praying for
Is falling from my eyes

Waiting for the setting sun
When a hard day's work is done
We'd sit down and rock the baby
And plan our dreams

But you turned it all around
With this other man you found
And you never thought I'd figure out your scheme

And there's buried treasure
Hidden in the ground
Precious memories of a love
That lived and died

You couldn't be the simple wife
You had to lead the cheating life
And you led me down a road I hate to ride

Now the neighbors they all knew
They had seen him leave with you
But what they didn't see
Was I followed close behind

And the next day's paper read
That a man had been found dead
And the lady he'd been seen with
That can't find

And there's buried treasure
Hidden in the ground
Precious memories of a love
That lived and died

You couldn't be the simple wife
You had to lead the cheating life
And you led me down a road I hate to ride

As I'm walking behind this plow
I keep turning over memories
Buried treasure of a past once filled with you

This old ground I know it's mine
And I've worked it so many times
And the rain it's been praying for
Is falling from my eyes