Money Blues lyrics

Some folks have lots of money, some haven't got a bean

Some folks have lots of money, some haven't got a bean

If you have no money, Baby, life can be awfully mean

It's only bits of paper, it seems to come and go

It's only bits of paper, it seems to come and go

If the rent don't come in, Baby, you go right out the door

When you've got money, Baby, people will buzz around

When you've got money, Baby, people will buzz around

When you're broke and busted, you are nowheres bound

I'm a good girl, Papa, hold my head up high

I'm a good girl, Papa, hold my head up high

But what do I do when I see the money rolling by

I worked for my living since I was two or three

I worked for my living since I was two or three

Worked for my living, somebody's working me

I like to think of heaven, like the good book say

I like to think of heaven, like the good book say

If I don't think of money, I can't get through this day

Well, some day I'll make it, fill that inside straight

Well, some day I'll make it, fill that inside straight

That's the day you'll see me walking through the pearly gate