Lyrics

[Intro] "You know I wrote this for the money, didn't you?" [Verse 1] Connie Johnson got a farm in Wisconsin And a diesel in the drive and her air horn's honking Got a pocket full of Benji's and her new Luccheses And the best beef in the cheese state, baby [Verse 2] Carol Jean, she's the chicken egg queen Yeah, she started with a dozen, now she's living the dream She's a bad motherclucker with a house on the hill Rides her hens around town in a Coup de Ville [Chorus] Making country monеy, making that country money Down in Cash Cow County where thе bills really grow on trees Making that country money, dripping like local honey Can't tell by her britches, but she's one rich S.O.B [Verse 3] Carter Sisters got the good corn liquor Get the one with the peaches, it'll get you there quicker Guess their moonshine mama taught 'em the deal 'Cause there's gold dripping out of that still [Chorus] They're making that country money, making that country money Down in Cash Cow County where the bills really grow on trees Making that country money, dripping like local honey Can't tell by her britches, but she's one rich S.O.B [Bridge] Making it rain on the cornfield, raking it in with the windmill While the combine's kicking up nickels right out of the dirt [Chorus] Making that country money, making that country money Down in Cash Cow County where the bills really grow on trees Spending that country money, dripping like local honey Can't tell by her britches, but she's one rich S.O.B