MY BABY'S JUST LIKE MONEY (Lefty Frizzell) LEFTY FRIZZELL (COLUMBIA 20799, 1951)
Well my baby's just like money, true while you hold her tight But if you let her go, she'll blow like dough, honkey-tonk day and night For a friend of mine came and wised me up, and this is what he said Money goes from hand to hand and your baby goes from man to man
Listen now baby, and i dont mean maybe I'm tellin you you're making me blue thats why i know its true For it goes to show your just like dough, the root of all evil money goes from hand to hand and my baby goes from man to man
Yeah my baby's just like money, she goes everywhere And i'm a telling you her loves untrue and i know that she done care Just as long as she's got a ticket to ride, that gals satisfied For money goes from hand to hand and my baby goes from man to man
Listen now baby, and i dont mean maybe You've got to change your way a starting today or your daddys not gonna stay For i found out honey, your just like money, the root of all evil For money goes from hand to hand and you know you go from man to man.