Work For A Dollar

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I was born under at B36 I was part of the Baywood Bone And Daddy was a sandy-land cotton farmer He ploughed the Book Of John He ploughed the Book Of John [Verse 2] And Mama must have loved that Book Of John She read it every day And every time I see a sandy-land farmer I can still hear Mama say I still hear Mama say: [Chorus] "You gotta work for a dollar To earn a dime, Jimmy You gotta work for a dollar To earn a dime They'll take it from you every time [Verse 3] Mama went to heaven in '64 I was alone in '65 A-layin' in a cheap California hotel Just tryin' to stay alive Tryin' to stay alive [Verse 4] And the years went by and thе money rolled in And it came so еasily I almost forgot the original thought My mama gave to me Good God, my mama gave to me [Chorus] "You gotta work for a dollar To earn a dime, Jimmy You gotta work for a dollar To earn a dime They'll take it from you every time" [Guitar solo] [Verse 5] Now, I'm supposed to be a man And I got children of my own I'll now be workin' in what I can Until those kids are grown Until those kids are grown [Verse 6] And they were born under a B52 In a different kind of war And the bombs are bigger and the times are harder I've seen it all before I seen it all before [Chorus] You gotta work for a dollar To earn a dime, Jimmy You still gotta work for a dollar To make a dime They take it from you every time