Everything That Glitters (Is Not Gold)

Saw your picture on a poster, in a café out in Phoenix
 Guess you're still the sweetheart of the rodeo
 As for me and little Casey, we still make the circuit
 In a one horse trailer and a mobile home
 And she still asks about you all the time
 And I guess we never even cross your mind
 But oh, sometimes I think about you
 And the way you used to ride out
 In your rhinestones and your sequins
 With the sunlight on your hair
 And oh, the crowd will always love you
 But as for me, I've come to know
 Everything that glitters is not gold
 Well, old Red, he's getting older, and last Saturday he stumbled
 But you know I just can't bear to let him go
 Little Casey, she's still growing, and she's started asking questions
 And there's certain things a man just doesn't know
 Her birthday came and you never even called
 I guess we never cross your mind at all
 But then, sometimes I think about you
 And the way you used to ride out
 In your rhinestones and your sequins
 With the sunlight on your hair
 And oh, the crowd will always love you
 But as for me, I've come to know
 Everything that glitters is not gold
 Everybody said you'd make it big someday
 And I guess that we were only in your way
 But someday I'm sure you're gonna know the cost
 'Cause for everything you win, there's something lost
 But oh, sometimes I think about you
 And the way you used to ride out
 In your rhinestones and your sequins
 With the sunlight on your hair
 And oh, the crowd will always love you
 But as for me, I've come to know
 Everything that glitters is not gold
 Ooh, everything that glitters is not gold