I've never been too good to pick up a penny and lately I've been falling short of too damn many

Wife on my left and baby in my right, dogs at my feet begging for a bite

Empty pockets make sinners out of bona fide saints

Swore to my daddy I'd never tarnish his name

Droughts have been long and the floods have been fierce

Ain't made a profit on the farm in near a dozen years

There's money all around eight thousand feet down

Be a few more months 'fore the drill can break ground

So far behind, every loan is denied

And the bank has a mind to kick us out of here

I'd see this whole world ground down to sand

If I ever see the day that a suit takes my land

I've got a pistol and some TNT

There's an armored truck on Tuesday that carries what I need

I'm not proud of this cliff I'm jumping

But I've got to make it through until the gas starts pumping

I'll take it on the road where no one will see

I know the mountains better than a warrior Cherokee

I grew up with Tommy and he did right by me

I'll take the cash he's guarding by whatever means

I've got a pistol and some TNT

There's an armored truck on Tuesday, carries what I need

I'm not proud of this cliff I'm jumping

But I've got to make it through until the gas starts pumping

I hope Daddy's not looking down as I wait here for that truck

And if he is, I pray to God he sends a little luck

I've never been too good to pick up a penny and lately I've been swimming in so damn many

Every check I receive comes at a high price, sometimes I visit Tommy's grave at night

That well will yield high for many a year as the day of my reckoning surely nears