Song parody of
Bootlegger
by Uncle Ben's Remedy
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What you gonna do with your money come Sunday
hat you can’t get done here on riday night
ause saving money’s or bankers and amily men
And Tuesday the banker ran off with my wife
I tried to drink her off my worried mind
By drinking me a whiskey drink or two
But nothing seemed to do the trick till I met this nasty old hick
He said “son I got just the thing or you”
Chorus
God damn you bootlegger where you goin with my pay
All I can do is stagger while hard earned money walks away
God damn you bootlegger I swear it’s all your ault
For a man like me shine that clean was bound to clear me out
“ou should know better” my mama always told me
Everybody pays for the way they play
But it numbed my brain like it numbed my lips
And my good sense left with every sip
ow I’m on the loor with debts to pay
chorus
What you gonna do with your money come Sunday
hat you can’t get done here on riday night
ause saving money’s or bankers and amily men
And Tuesday the banker ran off with my wife
I tried to drink her off my worried mind
By drinking me a whiskey drink or two
But nothing seemed to do the trick till I met this nasty old hick
He said “son I got just the thing or you”
Chorus
God damn you bootlegger where you goin with my pay
All I can do is stagger while hard earned money walks away
God damn you bootlegger I swear it’s all your ault
For a man like me shine that clean was bound to clear me out
“ou should know better” my mama always told me
Everybody pays for the way they play
But it numbed my brain like it numbed my lips
And my good sense left with every sip
ow I’m on the loor with debts to pay
chorus
