Boy Blood to Gold song lyrics

Won't you run underneath the door.

Take my home, treat it as your own.

My mother told me don't you run away,

Because it takes a man to keep them hungry,

But I'm so damn cold,

And if this blood don't turn to gold

I think I'm doomed.

Ooh, Yeah.

The time has come my friend to run,

I bid you please to take the roses an the loaded gun I left you

'Cause I'm hopin' now you find somehow

That I'm so damn cold,

And if this blood don't turn to gold,

I think I'm doomed.

Ooh, Yeah.