Pocket Full Of Gold Lyrics - 1993

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I work my fingers to the bone
But you won't hear me cry and moan
A workin' man don't need no welfare line

Well i'll never be a millionaire
And frankly i don't even care
'cause all i need to have a real good time

Is a little left over
On saturday night
If my bills are paid my plans are made
And everything's alright
Put on my ropers and them wranglers fittin' tight
Got a little left over
And it's saturday night

I don't drink but i love to dance
With those sweet young things in their cowboy hats
These country girls will be the death of me
If that's the way i gotta go
Lord i hope i die real slow
'till i do i'll tell you all i need

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