Top Songs By Ronnie and The Redwoods
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ronnie and The Redwoods
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Oliver Rowe III
Songwriter
Lyrics
They wanted freedom from the hand that keeps him down
Long days of working for some bills that watch him drown
Hard times came easy when you're burning every bridge
He said "sit me on the and I wont ever have to swim"
Days roll by like their riding in a hearse
And he's tired of a livin' when the livin' ain't his worth
Bring me money and I won't worry about a thing
No I won't worry about a thing
No I won't worry about a thing
No I won't worry
Now he wants to dance like he never danced before
Cause he found a scratch off ticket on the dirty bathroom floor
He called his baby says "Your boys a millionaire, so pack up all your things cause we're getting out of here"
Run for them hills like the worlds on fire
Well it's 2024 so I guess that shits on fire
We'll climb to safety in our big ol' mansion and look out at the world like its a separate dimension
We started buying shit I never could afford like heath insurance, American Spirits and drugs that you can snort
My baby got herself a brand new Double D chest with a heart thats getting colder and the one I'm loving less
My friends are enemies and their enemies are my friends.
And we'll keep our backs wide open for the knife that's diggin' in
While we drink our well aged whiskey and smoke our fat cigars
And doing lines with hookers at a members only bar
My lady left me and took half of what I own
It's like them struggles we've been dealin' with financially have grown
Thought it would fix all our problems
Turns out money is a bitch
Cause that void is getting bigger and I keep filling it with shit
So I will burn it all away while I am lounging in the sun
With the bottom of a bottle or a the barrel of a gun
I ain't dancing like I used to
Take me back to better days
Cause the lotto is a killer, and that scratch offs in my grave
Yeah
All this money has cursed my name
Well I want it all and its me to blame
Well I miss my woman
I miss my home
Now I'm wanting nothing but have it all
Well I have it all, yeah
Have it all, yeah.
Have it all
Ain't worried about nothin'
Written by: George Oliver Rowe III