Adam Brand - Part Till The Moneys All Gone Lyrics
Oh man, give me a cold beer, maybe twoWell she cleaned out my house lock stock and barrelAnd never even kissed me goodbyeShe took my dog, my horse, my boots and my saddleSo friend if you're wondering whyI'm gonna sit right here and drink cold beerSure as hell aint goin' homeTill they give last call for alcoholWe'll party till the money's all goneI got a letter from her big shot lawyersSaying they weren't thru with me yetThey want the entire amount in my bank accountI get to keep what's leftThere's gonna be nothing left, not a zip not a centI don't care and it don't matterWe'll just have a good timeCause she' gonna chokeWhen she sees I'm flat brokeCoz I'm spending every last dimeIt's all gone and all mineAh I'm sorry baby there's nothing left!Oh hang on