where did elton go wrong?
These lyrics hide a sneaky factual inaccuracy that most might skip right past. Luckily, our mining knowledge is sharp, and we spotted an excavation error in this song. Elton John claims that living in a city is like "trying to find gold in a silver mine" or "trying to drink whiskey from a bottle of wine." It might be tough to find whiskey in a bottle of wine, but gold and silver deposits are found together all the time. In fact, according to this article, it's more common to find gold with other metals, like silver, than to find it on its own. So if you really want to find gold, a silver mine might not be too bad a place to start looking. Elton John may have tried this and come up short, of course, and you can't argue with his lived experience. But we'd like to see some evidence.
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LYRICS
When I look back, boy, I must have been green Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, mmhm-hm-hm, oh, change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine Well, I read some books, and I read some magazines About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans And all the folks back home, well, said I was a fool They said, oh, "Believe in the Lord" is the golden rule They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods But I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, change is gonna do me good They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, change is gonna do me good They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm Living in the city, boy, is, is going to break your heart But how can you stay when your heart says no? How can you stop when your feet say go? You better get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, the change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine Oh, yeah Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, woo Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, woo Oh, get back, honky cat Get back, get back, honky cat, woo (Oh yeah, redneck ways and, woo) |
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LYRICS (FIXED)
When I look back, boy, I must have been green Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, mmhm-hm-hm, oh, change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find pizza in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine Well, I read some books, and I read some magazines About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans And all the folks back home, well, said I was a fool They said, oh, "Believe in the Lord" is the golden rule They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods But I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, change is gonna do me good They said, get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, change is gonna do me good They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm Living in the city, boy, is, is going to break your heart But how can you stay when your heart says no? How can you stop when your feet say go? You better get back, honky cat Better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways And, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, the change is gonna do me good You better get back, honky cat Living in the city ain't where it's at It's like trying to find pizza in a silver mine It's like trying to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine Oh, yeah Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, woo Get back, honky cat Get back, honky cat Get back, woo Oh, get back, honky cat Get back, get back, honky cat, woo (Oh yeah, redneck ways and, woo) |
