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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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You're asking me how I count my riches,
How much I own in silver or in gold;
It's plain to see you haven't got the picture,
'Cause that's not the kind of riches that I own.
There's not gold enough to buy my love for you,
And my children are my only precious stone;
The presence of a trusting friend or two,
They're the only kind of riches that I own.
The music of the river in the evening,
Like the sound of fiddles in a country song;
Words of love that say you're never leaving,
Someone to understand when things go wrong.
They're the little things I count among my treasures,
More precious than diamonds or pearls;
Without them I'd have no wealth to measure,
When I count them I'm the richest in the world.
There's not gold enough to buy my love for you,
And my children are my only precious stone;
The presence of a trusting friend or two,
They're the only kind of riches that I own.
They're the only kind of riches that I own.