A ruby stone ring, in a circle of gold
A clock set in silver, for you to behold
A necklace so costl-y, it can never be sold
And I buried them d-eep, just like I was told
Not exactly a blur, and not quite a streak
But what do you w-ant, this girl’s an antique
I kept her from dang-er, because I think she’s unique
Got grease on my hands, and dirt on my knees
~Chorus~
But even the diamonds, turn, to dust
Passing al-ong, as everything must
New clothes into rags tall trees down to stumps
New wives into hags young men into grumps
Like the treasure in hand that’s starting to r-ust
Even the diamonds, t-urn to dust
Yeah
So take it from me, if I’m closing my hand
Around anything, that crumbles to sand
Let me give freel-y, as You command
Open my, arms and help me to stand
~Chorus~
In th-anksgiving, here I stand
For the treasure that You’ve given to m-e
But what is sweet, sweeter and sweeter still
Is the beauty of Your grace I s-ee
‘Cause even the diamonds t-urn to dust
Passing al-ong, as everything must
New clothes into rags tall trees down to stumps
New wives into hags young men into grumps
New clothes into rags tall trees down to stumps
New wives into hags young men into grumps
New clothes into rags tall trees down to stumps
New wives into hags young men into grumps
Like the treasure in hand that’s starting to rust
Even the diamonds t-urn to d-ust
Even the diam-onds
Even the diam-onds, turn to dust
They turn to dust
Turn to dust
