[Intro] [Spoken Intro] Woke up this morning with one dollar to my name. Looked at that dollar— That dollar looked nervous. [Verse 1] Landlord knocked about a quarter past nine, Said, “That rent of yours is three weeks behind.” I showed him my dollar and explained my plan— He took the dollar. Didn’t understand the plan. [Verse 2] Went down to the diner looking hungry and thin, Smelled biscuits outside, but they wouldn’t let me in. The cook said, “Friend, you got money to spend?” I said, “I had some this morning.” Good breakfast, too— For the landlord. [Verse 3] Found me a job moving boxes upstairs, Seven long hours for a pocketful of air. Boss said, “Your paycheck will arrive next week.” I said, “That’s fine— Tell my stomach when you see it.” [Refrain] Money comes slow, but the bills come fast, Tomorrow keeps borrowing from the past. I may be broke, but I’m still getting by— Living on hope and a well-dressed lie. [Final Verse] Now I’ve got no dollar, but I learned one thing: An empty pocket makes a poor man sing. If the song earns money, I’ll be doing all right— If it doesn’t— I’ll add another verse tomorrow night. [Short Outro]
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