Travis Tritt - It’s All About the Money lyrics
[Travis Tritt - It’s All About the Money lyrics]
Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a redneck in the ditch
Big city lawyer calls
Says, "Son, gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
And your neck in a brace
We're gonna take his butt to court
Take everything he makes"
And it's all about the money
There's a local politician
Who said he needed our vote
He'd put two chickens in every pot
And pave all the county roads
But we ain't see that SOB
Since the day he raised his hand
We're still dodgin' potholes
Eatin' potted mean and Spam
It's all about the money
Yes, it's all about the money
A handshake used to be
All you used to need to make a deal
Yes it was
But now they look you in the eye and
Tell a big ol' bold faced lie
With a team of lawyers movin'
In for the kill
It's all about the money
They say they are your best friends
As longs as you're buyin' the rounds
They'll light your smokes tell you jokes
At every bar in town
As soon as you hit some hard times
And the good times disappear
You're all alone and they're all gone
And one thing is for clear
It's all about the money
Yes, it's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the
It's all about the money
Ran a redneck in the ditch
Big city lawyer calls
Says, "Son, gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
And your neck in a brace
We're gonna take his butt to court
Take everything he makes"
And it's all about the money
There's a local politician
Who said he needed our vote
He'd put two chickens in every pot
And pave all the county roads
But we ain't see that SOB
Since the day he raised his hand
We're still dodgin' potholes
Eatin' potted mean and Spam
It's all about the money
Yes, it's all about the money
A handshake used to be
All you used to need to make a deal
Yes it was
But now they look you in the eye and
Tell a big ol' bold faced lie
With a team of lawyers movin'
In for the kill
It's all about the money
They say they are your best friends
As longs as you're buyin' the rounds
They'll light your smokes tell you jokes
At every bar in town
As soon as you hit some hard times
And the good times disappear
You're all alone and they're all gone
And one thing is for clear
It's all about the money
Yes, it's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the
It's all about the money