D G I been sinkin? like a rock in this high society A G D Cause all that means so much to them don't mean shit to me D G If I were into money, fame and power I'd be sold A G D But I know I tried and I just can't find that solid country gold Now I was born in Nashville but I left there long ago Cause they built Music City by sacrificing soul L.A. ain't much different 'cept they got them fancy clothes And there's nary a sight or a leaving light of solid country gold, oh cause D G D They say country music ain't quite all it used to be D A A/B A/C A/C# But they can't see the country for all the goddamned trees D G D If you give to me a guitar and my woman on the road G A D I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold Alright Solo Now baby I been thinkin' 'bout where you and I should go You sell your apartment and I'll shake off my load We'll take it down to Texas where we'll kiss that Yellow Rose And find ourselves some lovin in solid country gold Chorus Chorus Yes I'll give to you my family, my solid country gold