Pocket Full of Gold

He slipped the ring off his finger

When he walked in the room

And he found him some stranger

And promised her the moon

How many lies you must have told

You think you're a rich man

With your pocket full of gold

And for another man's treasure

You'd say anything

But is one night of pleasure

Worth the trouble you'll bring?

Don't look so surprised

'Cause, son, I should know

I once was a rich man

With my pocket full of gold

Some night you're gonna wind up

On the wrong end of a gun

Some jealous guy's gonna show up

And you'll pay for what you've done

What will it say on your tombstone?

Here lies a rich man

With his pocket full of gold

Yeah, here lies a rich man

With his pocket full of gold