I've never been too good to pick up a penny and lately I've been short of too damn many
Wife up and left, and baby in my ride, dog's at my feet beggin' for a bite
Empty pockets make sinners out of bona fide saints, swore to my daddy never tarnish his name
Droughts have been long and the floods have been fierce
Ain't made a profit on the farm in near a dozen years
There's money all around eight thousand feet down
Be a few more months 'fore the drill can break ground
So far behind every loan is dеnied and the bank has a mind to kick us out of herе
I'd see this whole world ground down to sand if I ever see the day that a suit takes my land
* I've got a pistol and some TNT There's an armoured truck on Tuesday carries what I need
I'm not proud of this cliff I'm jumpin'
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But I've gotta make it through 'til the gas starts pumpin'
I'll take it on the road where no one will see
I know the mountains better than a warrior Cherokee
I grew up with Tommy and he did right by me
I'll take the cash he's guardin' and buy whatever I need
I hope daddy's not lookin' down as I wait here for that truck
And if he is I pray to God he sends a little luck
I've never been too good to pick up a penny and lately I've been swimmin' in so damn many
Every cheque I receive comes at a high price
Sometimes I visit Tommy's grave at night
And the well'll yield high for many years And damn my reckonin' surely nears
