Track Signal
Jacket Pocket Gold
Jacket Pocket Gold
Lyrics
Winter's coming close, the air is getting cold
Reaching for a jacket that is ten years old
Heavy denim collar, smelling like tobacco smoke
Last time that I wore it, I was flat-out broke
Shove my freezing hands deep into the right side
Looking for a lighter or a place to hide
But my fingers hit paper, wrinkled and small
Oh, sweet mama, I’m the king of the hall!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
Yeah, jacket pocket gold!
It’s a dirty little note, all twisted and torn
But it looks much better than the day it was born
I didn't have to sweat, didn't work for the pay
Just a little time capsule making my day
Now I’m rich as a tycoon, heading for the bar
Gonna buy a cheap drink, gonna feel like a star
The sun is shining brighter on this side of the town
With twenty bucks of freedom, nobody brings me down!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
You can keep your investments, your Wall Street gold
Nothing beats the magic that my fingers hold
A little hidden treasure from the ghost of my past
And you can bet your bottom dollar I’m gonna spend it fast!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
Drinks on me tonight! ...Well, just one drink.
My pocket's got the treasure.
Yeah, keep the change!
Reaching for a jacket that is ten years old
Heavy denim collar, smelling like tobacco smoke
Last time that I wore it, I was flat-out broke
Shove my freezing hands deep into the right side
Looking for a lighter or a place to hide
But my fingers hit paper, wrinkled and small
Oh, sweet mama, I’m the king of the hall!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
Yeah, jacket pocket gold!
It’s a dirty little note, all twisted and torn
But it looks much better than the day it was born
I didn't have to sweat, didn't work for the pay
Just a little time capsule making my day
Now I’m rich as a tycoon, heading for the bar
Gonna buy a cheap drink, gonna feel like a star
The sun is shining brighter on this side of the town
With twenty bucks of freedom, nobody brings me down!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
You can keep your investments, your Wall Street gold
Nothing beats the magic that my fingers hold
A little hidden treasure from the ghost of my past
And you can bet your bottom dollar I’m gonna spend it fast!
Jacket pocket gold! A twenty dollar bill!
Suddenly I’m standing on the top of the hill
Forgot that I had it, forgot it was there
Now I’m walking down the street like a millionaire!
Drinks on me tonight! ...Well, just one drink.
My pocket's got the treasure.
Yeah, keep the change!