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They’re blowin' smoke and mirrors

Puttin' pressure on me

But I’m harder than an old Blackjack oak tree

Tell me I’m a sinner

Never claimed to be a saint

I don’t claim to be a goddamn thing that I ain’t

It’s getting old

Glitter ain’t gold, man

I ain’t what you see

I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets

Ain’t a showman

I practice what I preach

Ask me what it is I know

Glitter ain’t gold

There’s a curtain of pines

This side of the river

Can’t see that trailer on the hill from the road

White bread and honey

Workin' hard for our money

Saving cans all week to turn the man away

It wasn’t easy

Neighbors judge from their front porch

Right behind the door, their whole home’s in a mess

It’s getting old

Glitter ain’t gold, man

I ain’t what you see

I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets

Ain’t a showman

I practice what I preach

Ask me what it is I know

Glitter ain’t gold, man

I ain’t what you see

I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets

Ain’t a showman

I practice what I preach

Ask me what it is I know

Glitter ain’t gold

Glitter ain’t gold, man

I ain’t what you see

I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets

Ain’t a showman

I practice what I preach

Ask me what it is I know

Glitter ain’t gold, man

I ain’t what you see

I was raised by the wolves in the woods, not the streets

Ain’t a showman

I practice what I preach

Ask me what it is I know

Glitter ain’t gold

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