Lyrics

Well, I once was a married man But she ain't like the songs I sang She stopped calling me honey Took all of my money I fell in love with a girl named mary jane Had a threeway with her best friend cocaine I know it's funny But they took all of my goddamn money I ain't got no money I ain't got no peace I ain't got one thing left to my name but this six-string I know I'm not that lucky But that don't bother me Yeah, to the last penny I have I'll bet it all on me Well the preacher always saying that we owe him a tenth Cuz the Lord wanted him to have a private jet So every Sunday, the preacher took all of my money I signed a deal with the devil at seventeen Now he takes a cut of every single breath I breathe He sure was cunning, and lighting fast at taking my money I ain't got no money I ain't got no peace I ain't got one thing left to my name but this six-string I know I'm not that lucky But that don't bother me Yeah, to the last penny I have I'll bet it all on me I paid my dues singing for a sip of jack But now I know my songs are worth more than that So don't be frontin' Bitch better have my money You better have my money You better pay my fees Yeah I put everything I am into this six-string This ain't cuz I'm lucky This shit ain't free Yeah I spent years of empty hands and bloody knees Yeah I put everything I am into this six-string Yeah to the last penny I have I'll bet it all on me
Writer(s): Shannon Winant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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