We were heading on home, diesel and me

Down an old gravel road, way out in the country

Tuckered out after working the fields all day

When all of a sudden, off like a shot

That dog took off running, barking his head off

Wherever he went, he went like there was hell to pay.

So lickety-split, I crashed through the fields

Chasing after that hound and I was hot on his heels

When we both went over the edge of a deep ravine

As I crawled up the bank, cold and soaked to the bone

A glint caught my eye from the mud where it shone

Something was buried there, alongside a stream.

Now the middle of a field is a pretty odd place

To find some kind of trunk or a chest or a crate

But buried under the earth, I saw a corner exposed

No there wasn't a map or a note or a key

It was clearly forgotten, just waiting for me

Like I was supposed to find it there, right under my nose.

It had laid there for years, deep in the dirt

So I dug it out and wiped my hands on my shirt

I pried up the lid and excitedly peered inside

And what I saw was a sight to behold

Cuz that tattered old trunk was crammed full of gold

My eyes bugged out, it was enough to make a grown man cry.

Big golden bricks with a shimmery sheen

They were a staggering sight to a poor boy like me

But right then and there I knew what I had to do

So with a smile, I sold what little I had

I gave my pots and my pans to my mom and my dad

And then I bought that field cuz it was my dream come true.

And then, full of joy, I said goodbye to my shack

It wasn't much of a home, so I never looked back

And I never questioned the choice I happily made

I said I need that field, whatever it takes

You might call it foolish, but I'd call it faith

Trusting in god so gladly, you can't hardly wait.

And that's how I learned how a rich fella counts

His treasure in heaven, not under the ground

Cuz betting the farm is well worth the risk

To carefully keep such a beautiful gift

That's yours forever, it's a pretty good deal.

There's a couple of things more precious than gold

One is your heart and the other's your soul

And you got something unique that nobody can steal.

It's a fable, you see, and the moral is this

Your heart's with your treasure, wherever it is

And trust me, when you dig

A treasure will be revealed

And you never know what could be buried in the middle of a field.