The Goldmine

Daddy, you’re a pilgrim on your own kind of cloud
You’ve got all the possessions to make a family so proud
But a house on a hill ain’t everybody’s dream
All the riches and the pleasures ain’t everything
No, I don’t want the goldmine
I don’t want what you’ve got
No, I don’t want the goldmine
I just wanna be alright
You’re the biggest and the brightest and the smartest one around
You’ve really tried your hardest to show your face in this town
But you left the ones you loved to be with someone new
And this paper made of green is really making me blue
No, I don’t want the goldmine
I don’t want what you’ve got
No, I don’t want the goldmine
I just wanna be alright
Mama don’t want me to fail
Mama don’t want me to end up in jail
Mama don’t want me to turn out like you
It turns out sometimes I do
But I don’t want the goldmine
I don’t want what you’ve got
No, I don’t want the goldmine
I just wanna be alright
I just wanna be alright
I just wanna be alright