Lyrics

Verse 1:
Rusty bike parts, gears and chains,
To you just junk, not worth your pains.
But for sculptors, inspiration reigns,
Welded to art, with new life gains.

Chorus:
One man's waste is another man's gold,
Transforming the discarded and old.
Put it on freegle, a new story told,
One man's waste is another man's gold.

Verse 2:
Those clothes you've outgrown or just don't wear,
Taking up space, you no longer care.
But for someone beating homelessness out there,
Your old threads could show them you care.

Chorus:
One man's waste is another man's gold,
Transforming the discarded and old.
Put it on freegle, a new story told,
One man's waste is another man's gold.

Verse 3:
Leftover wood scraps from your DIY,
Bound for the tip, as you let out a sigh.
But put them on Freegle and before you know,
to beautiful shelves and frames they'll go.

Chorus:
One man's waste is another man's gold,
Transforming the discarded and old.
Put it on freegle, a new story told,
One man's waste is another man's gold.