Testo There's Better Things in Life - Jerry Reed
Testo della canzone There's Better Things in Life (Jerry Reed), tratta dall'album The Essential Jerry Reed
Last night I slept in a hobo camp down south of Cairo, Georgia
About five miles out of town by the railroad track
Well, I ate their stew, I drunk their
Brew and I smoked their stale tobacco
I stood up to their open fire and I warmed my back
And in the meantime me and this one particular hobo
We struck up a conversation
And I'm sure he must have noticed my surprise
When he told me how his old man died and
Left him sole heir to a million dollars
And how he gave it all away and he chose a hobo's life
Because he said, "Son, there's better things in life
Well, there's some things gold and silver just can't buy"
He said, "Boy, I'd rather sleep here on this dry creek bed
With a wrinkled up overcoat to pillow my head
Than fight that livin' high up on a hook
Tryin' to keep ahead 'til my head's in a fork
Son, there's better things in life than growin' ulcers over money
There's better things in life"
Sing to 'em, hey
Hey, hey
Yeah
Sing now to 'em, hey
Mmm
Well, I left Georgia, got me a job in Opelika, Alabama
Workin' for a man who drove me hard and he paid me cheap, yes he did
Well, I watched this poor fool work so
Hard tryin' to make that almighty dollar
That he had to live on pills from a drugstore down the street
Now like last spring when income tax came due
He just sat around for days and worried
Losin' good sleep tryin' to figure how
To cheat on the government, yes he did
He worked so hard that his nerves collapsed
And he woke up inside Central State Hospital
And on his taxes he got back fourteen dollars and some few cents
So let me tell you, friend, there's better things in life
Well, there's some things gold and silver just can't buy
Because now he's layin' out flat on his back on a bed
His nerves all shot and he's out of his head
That hospital bill, that'll make him holler
When he sees what he spent tryin' to save himself a dollar
Son, there's better things in life than growin' scurry over money
There's better things in life
Sing to 'em, sing
Hey, hey
Yeah, yeah
One more time with me, let's sing
Hey, hey
Yeah
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Writer(s): Jerry R. Hubbard
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