Damn The Money

Johnny Gunn, he's a guitar player
Making next to nothing at a bar nowhere
He says, "Damn the money
Damn the money."
Counts his tips, buys a shot of booze
Grabs a lucky strike, lights another fuse
And says, "Damn the money
Damn the money."
Well, he dreams about someplace warm and sunny
Living in the land of milk and honey
Well, brother, ain't life funny
Damn the money
Rether Brown, she's a bank teller
Got the green in her eyes and the green on her fingers
She says, "Damn the money
Yeah, damn the money."
Shakes her head, counts another grand
While the hundreds fly through her poor little hands
She says, "Damn the money
Damn the money."
Well, he dreams about someplace warm and sunny
Living in the land of milk and honey
Well, sister, ain't life funny
Damn the money
It sure seems like so much life's spent
Searching for the Promise Land
But the time that's lost worrying 'bout the cost
Will never come back again and it breaks us in the end
Damn the money
Now I'm driving alone down this long highway
Thinking 'bout the dream I let slip away
I say, "Damn the money
Yeah, damn the money."
Now I know how she used to feel
When I was gone too long trying to close some deal
I say, "Damn the money
Damn the money."
Calling home from someplace warm and sunny
Running from the land of milk and honey
The way we look at life is funny
Damn the money
Damn the money
Damn the money
Yeah, damn that money, yeah