Line Those Pockets Lyrics by The Wood Brothers
The Wood Brothers Lyrics
Poor man livin' on the boulevard
Wealthy man drivin' by in a sports car
Little girl in a 3rd world city
Old lady still tryin' to look pretty
So let us pray it's not too late
To line those pockets with grace
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
Line those pockets with grace
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
So put your money away
Line those pockets with grace
Sore loser out to get revenge
Old boozer out sleepin' on a park bench
Desperate sinners always up to no good
All the kids that kick the can in the neighborhood
So let us pray it's not too late
To line those pockets with grace
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
Line those pockets with grace
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
So put your money away
Line those pockets with grace
Line those pockets with grace
Line those pockets
Big game hunters in the camouflage pickup trucks
All the hippies in the tie dye school bus
Bus boys scr*pin' by sweepin' up the restaurants
Little women sippin' wine like some debutants
Everybody's whose wishin' for a valentine
Stranded at the borderline, prayin' for a better time
Wounded soldier when he gets back home
Millionaire's got it all but he's still alone
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
Line those pockets with grace
Everybody's just tryin' to be happy
So put your money away
And let us pray that it's not too late
To line those pockets with grace
Line those pockets
The Wood Brothers Chords
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The Wood Brothers Chords
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