Pure Gold in the 70's

	And you were born pure gold in the 70s
	A mobile home in the canyon home
	Your arms were long and bronze like summer dreams
	Your heart was young and full of hope
	And you were born pure gold in the 70s
	And you were born pure gold
	The photo of your father in the kitchen where all hell broke loose
	The letters from your mother when you were sent away
	You turned your back and ran from all of this
	Your hair fell to your shoulder shake
	And you were born pure gold in the 70s
	And you were born pure gold