Текст песни Mike Eldred Trio - Hunder Dollar Bill

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HUNDER DOLLAR BILL Well she threw me out cuz I got little drunk Jumped in the Cadillac, guitar in the trunk, Headin’ over to Red’s to drink my fill With a messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill, A messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill. Four shots of Rye an’ started yellin’ at Red, He pulled a gun an’ stuck it to my head, Fell outta the bar and drove down the hill With a messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill, A messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill. Yeah, I’m lit up an’ I can’t stop, Somebody better call all the cops. Gotta pocket full of money, an’ I’m out to kill, An’ it’s all because of that Hunder Dollar Bill. Found some pills in the glove box with some cash, Thought I’d buy some flares and a little bit o’ gas. I got real itchy an’ couldn’t sit still With a messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill, A messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill. Smashed the Cadillac into a couple a’ trees, Staggered into the street an’ threw the keys, That ol’ gas can was startin’ to spill With a messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill, A messed up plan an’ a Hunder Dollar Bill. Yeah, I’m lit up an’ I can’t stop, Somebody better call all the cops. Gotta pocket full of money, an’ I’m out to kill, An’ it’s all because of that Hunder Dollar Bill. Tried to lite the flare an’ my pants caught fire, Felt like I was hangin’ from a telephone wire. Flames were poppin’ outta the Cadillac grill But I still got my Hunder Dollar Bill, Yeah, I still got that Hunder Dollar Bill. Yeah, I’m lit up an’ I can’t stop, Somebody better call ALL the cops! Gotta pocket full of money, an’ I’m out to kill, An’ it’s all because of that Hunder Dollar Bill.

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