Wrinkled, Crinkled, Wadded Dollar Bill

歌詞

I've got a lot of blues on my mind And at least a million miles behind me And all that I've got between me and pauper's hill Is a wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill Lake Michigan wind sure is cold And I need me a jacket for my shoulders I could buy one down at the surplus store, cheap cotton twill With my wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill But I'm not bound and I never will Be to a wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill It sure smells good at the bakery And I stand and let the smell flood over me They sell them day old cakes mighty cheaply, I could eat my fill With my wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill But I'm not bound and I never will Be to a wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill Lake Michigan waves hit the beach And I stand and let them wash at my feet And then I throw it just as far as I can into the chill My wrinkled, crinkled wadded dollar bill For I'm not bound and I never will Be to a wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill No I'm not bound and I never will Be to a wrinkled crinkled wadded dollar bill