Real Money

歌詞

Daddy's got a friend in Macon The governor calls him "sir" Me and Faylynn's like family He'd do anything for her Shaved slick and spit-shined Daddy's gone in to town The pool's empty at the motel I hate to see the sun go down A snuggle-bear and a toothbrush, some shirts in a paper sack A tube of Mama's red lipstick hidden in the crackerjacks I been in the backseat all day long dreaming 'bout the land of kings Tall mansions in the Georgia pines, the rustle of a black crow's wings Real money Green and gold, all God's promises your arms can hold Real money Chariots no horse can pull, a big black Pontiac car trunk full Real money Little sister hide your pain, the clouds gonna crack and the sky's gonna rain Real money It's dark all around the world and I'm the only soul in bed Just like oil through a funnel the pictures filling' up my head Now I'm gatherin' the blankets just to keep out the sound Some kinda ruckus in the Safeway lot, Daddy's with a friend downtown..... And there's Mama all awash with light reachin' out her hand to mine Blink once and it's high beams cuttin' through the paper blinds Faylynn's crouched on the floorboard Daddy's walkin' kind of strange Sayin', "Son take a long hard look, you can't tell when it all might change" Real money..... Ours by law, suckin' it up through a drugstore straw Real money Hard times, they're done -- hold on Mexico here we come Everybody that done us right sure be glad that they did tonight A little for the lame, a little for the poor Sweet Jesus ain't working no more Faylynn baby don't you cry Daddy said every living thing must die