[Verse 1] You keep the ledger by the window Beside the keys and garden twine A dark green coat across your shoulders You make the patient work look fine The orchard leans into the morning Your muddy boots are by the door You know the worth of what you’re growing And don’t confuse it with the score [Chorus] King of Pentacles, steady hand You build a home from honest ground Gold in the grain, roots in the land You make enough to pass around King of Pentacles, calm and sure A full table, an open chair The richest thing you cultivate Is knowing who you want to share [Verse 2] You check the fence before the rain comes You pay the crew before the wine A little carved bull on the mantel Keeps watch above the harvest sign No hurried promise, no grand entrance Just sleeves rolled up and plans that last You give the present room to ripen And let the brittle seasons pass [Chorus] King of Pentacles, steady hand You build a home from honest ground Gold in the grain, roots in the land You make enough to pass around King of Pentacles, calm and sure A full table, an open chair The richest thing you cultivate Is knowing who you want to share [Bridge] But hold too tight and soil turns stone A locked gate keeps the good alone Let someone help you carry in The harvest tastes like more than skin [Instrumental Break] [Final Chorus] King of Pentacles, steady hand You build a home from honest ground Gold in the grain, roots in the land You make enough to pass around King of Pentacles, calm and sure A full table, an open chair The richest thing you cultivate Is knowing who you want to share [Outro] By the window, morning comes Your careful roots keep holding on
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