Folk song written, performed and produced by Sean Ferree
Just give me one minute now
I’m going to get it somehow
Stand there; wait your turn
Get it, burn it at the tavern
Somebody’s got to win, right?
Lavish lifestyle’s out of sight
I got my eyes locked in on the green
Like Scrooge McDuck on the TV screen
Its okay ‘cause tomorrow’s another day
Maybe it’s because I didn’t pray?
If I can just get to Friday’s pay
This time I won’t go waste it all away
Worry, worry
Self-propelled unhappiness
Brave economy
They always talk you in to getting less
But what if I won the lottery?
I would be out of this misery
And all of you would soon see
Everything I was meant to be
Damn, these numbers don’t match up
No cash, but I’ve got some change in a cup
This lifestyle is only temporary
All the gold was right under my own prairie
Bigger, better
Greener grass on the other side
Will it matter in a farewell letter?
“He did eventually win the lottery…bought a new ride
Next day, went outside, struck by traffic and died”
True story
True story
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