MONEY LOVE
Music and Lyrics by Frederick George Moore Copyright © 1974
Demophonic Music Publishing BMI
Used with permission
Well, Money's in the parlor with her new boyfriend
And my blood's about to freeze
Catfish are jumping in the wishing well
Money's down on her knees
Mockingbirds are calling out her christian name
But she's too busy making bread
To answer the phone on the highway side
Where the armadillo's laying dead
But something's calling me and I'm calling you
Gonna show you where we bled
The stars and the bars of the southern breeze
Is lying on her bed
Magnolia trees blossom when the summer comes
And the folks are getting hot
Money says she's leaving for the lone-star state
Raising quite a storm
Ain't nobody's business if she leaves for good
As long as we get our dough
Cos Junior and me we need to guarentee
Sugar Daddy gets his jellyroll
But something's calling me and I'm calling you
Gonna show you where to go
The stars and the bars of the southern breeze
Is flying on her pole
Somebody's better stop me
From pulling out my piece
Money's at the plantation
Tearing up our lease
When the flag is flailing
Money's putting on a show
Money has to get my scratch
Before I let her go
Somebody help me
Junior's head's on fire
Sugar Daddy's 'bout to wail
Burning with desire
For some Money Love
Well the possum's are crawling across the yard
Junior's crawling 'cross the hall
Money's passing down by the catfish pond
Bound to have herself a ball
The razorbacks are squeeling in the midnight breeze
Money ain't coming back
Unless I can stop her at the county line
They're gonna lay me on the rack
But something's calling me and I'm calling you
Gonna show you what we lack
The stars and the bars of the southern breeze
Is riding down the track
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