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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Bush
Brandon Bush
Performer
Tim Owens
Tim Owens
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Songwriter
Brandon Bush
Brandon Bush
Songwriter
Tim Owens
Tim Owens
Songwriter

Lyrics

I wanna buy you a drink Maybe one for this whole town I may not have that much But I don't mind spreading it around. Everybody chasing something I don't know why they're running I take my time to the finish line 'Cause we all end up with nothing. I don't know why, know why Everybody wanna die rich Diamonds, Champagne, Work your way down that list. We try, everybody tries Tries to fit into that ditch You can't take it with you when you go Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch. Started my day Giving away All of my baseball cards It felt so good by the afternoon I gave some guy my car It ain't about what you're driving Or about the gold you're piling The less I have to worry about The more time I got for smiling I don't know why, know why Everybody wanna die rich Champagne, New plane Work your way down that list. We try, everybody tries Tries to fit into that ditch You can't take it with you when you go Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch. Hey, ey. You can stack it up Pack it up Tie it with a big, red bow Get a great, big truck Back it all up But you can't take it with you when you go Can't take it when you go. I don't know why, know why Everybody wanna die rich Diamonds, Champagne, Newest of the new planes Work your way down that list. We try, everybody tries Tries to fit into that ditch You can't take it with you when you go Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch. Hey, ey. Hey, ey. Give it away, Hey, ey. Give it away.
Writer(s): Brandon Bush, Kristian Bush, Tim Owens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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