Song | Lay Your Money Down |
Artist | Tora Tora |
Album | Wild America |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Poor old man came from | |
Mississippi | |
Nothin’on his mind but a cheap fifth of whiskey | |
Playin’ his guitar, got into the city | |
Workin’ on the streets just to make a living | |
Well he could sing those coffee house blues | |
Mississippi | |
John made it look so easy | |
Cigarette behind his ear | |
His eye are lookin’ misty | |
Really let go when the bottle’s half empty | |
Singing it loud, his voice is kinda gritty | |
He knows he’s got nothin’ to prove | |
He spends his time playin’ in the city | |
Won’t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won’t you lay your money down | |
Everybody said he’d be better off leavin’ | |
And he knew in his heart | |
That he better start believing | |
Better use the talent | |
That the good lord gave him | |
To get out of this place | |
He don’t need a good reason | |
He’s giving heart and soul to you | |
He spends his time playin’ in the city | |
Won’t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won’t you lay your money down | |
Look downtown see the man on the corner | |
Working so hard just get a dollar | |
People walk my want to call him a beggar | |
Don’t want too much | |
He's just taking what they offer | |
Well he’s playing each note for you | |
Well he spends his time playin’ in the city | |
Won’t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won’t you lay your money down |
Poor old man came from | |
Mississippi | |
Nothin' on his mind but a cheap fifth of whiskey | |
Playin' his guitar, got into the city | |
Workin' on the streets just to make a living | |
Well he could sing those coffee house blues | |
Mississippi | |
John made it look so easy | |
Cigarette behind his ear | |
His eye are lookin' misty | |
Really let go when the bottle' s half empty | |
Singing it loud, his voice is kinda gritty | |
He knows he' s got nothin' to prove | |
He spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Everybody said he' d be better off leavin' | |
And he knew in his heart | |
That he better start believing | |
Better use the talent | |
That the good lord gave him | |
To get out of this place | |
He don' t need a good reason | |
He' s giving heart and soul to you | |
He spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Look downtown see the man on the corner | |
Working so hard just get a dollar | |
People walk my want to call him a beggar | |
Don' t want too much | |
He' s just taking what they offer | |
Well he' s playing each note for you | |
Well he spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down |
Poor old man came from | |
Mississippi | |
Nothin' on his mind but a cheap fifth of whiskey | |
Playin' his guitar, got into the city | |
Workin' on the streets just to make a living | |
Well he could sing those coffee house blues | |
Mississippi | |
John made it look so easy | |
Cigarette behind his ear | |
His eye are lookin' misty | |
Really let go when the bottle' s half empty | |
Singing it loud, his voice is kinda gritty | |
He knows he' s got nothin' to prove | |
He spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Everybody said he' d be better off leavin' | |
And he knew in his heart | |
That he better start believing | |
Better use the talent | |
That the good lord gave him | |
To get out of this place | |
He don' t need a good reason | |
He' s giving heart and soul to you | |
He spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Look downtown see the man on the corner | |
Working so hard just get a dollar | |
People walk my want to call him a beggar | |
Don' t want too much | |
He' s just taking what they offer | |
Well he' s playing each note for you | |
Well he spends his time playin' in the city | |
Won' t you lay your money down | |
Watchful eyes for someone who will listen | |
Won' t you lay your money down |