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Ellis Bullard
Ellis Bullard
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Ellis Bullard
Ellis Bullard
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Laid off ‘bout a week now - it's the fourth. And the rent’s still due. The money is tight here for July. That's just about when the checks stop rolling through. I swear the hardest part of her leaving was going home, and everything was gone. It ain't easy needin’ green at this planet that I’m on.
Ripped out the driveway headed across town to the honky tonk. I put a line out to the pusher-man, but the phone rang on and on. The rig skipped and hit a pothole, now every light in the dashboard came on. It ain't easy needin’ green at this planet that I’m on.
It ain't easy needin’ green.
Reached down to my roach tin, for a good time, just to try and ease my mind. It ain't enough to get me stoned, just enough to get me by. I fumbled through my billfold for a greenback, and everything was gone. It ain't easy needing green at this planet that I'm on.
It ain't easy needin’ green
Money makes the world go round - it’ll buy a king his crown. Money could’ve kept her at my door.
It ain't easy, It ain't easy, It ain't easy….. Needin’ green...
Written by: Ellis Bullard
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