The Hustler

I’ve got something with me

My soul’s kind of gritty

Now do I lie or run away

Engine, engine number nine you get your way or I’ll get mine

Sure as the sun will shine each day

Just like the apple temptress set in

I win, you’re tackled

Shackles on my feet won’t let me move

Not soft, but supple

Come with all you got, my wings won’t ruffle

Victory is sweet but I ain’t scared to lose

In my house the moon still shines in the day

But there's a lot of old bills I gotta pay

In my house feel free to dance like it's May

But there's a lot of old bills I gotta pay

Momma, can you hear me

Papa, I'm sitting pretty

Don’t have to shun my heart this time

I know when it really matters it’ll be me alone

And regrets will be none

I’ll be on my own

It don’t matter, I’m grown

I won’t be singing no sad song in the land

And if I rub you wrong, baby, I’ll come on strong

I got no mind to cushion what I say