Guitar Money

I had a night hour five day job at Kentucky Fried

Trying to make the payments on a beat-up truck and a double wide

Momma always said son use a little common sense

So I took her at her word and decided I could supplement

I had an old Les Paul I hauled out from under the bed

And the number of a drummer knew somebody in the grateful dead

Oh I got him on the line and we talked a while then

he said I'm glad you called

We need a guitar player and a man that can sing it all

I started makin' me some guitar money

Guitar money

Yeah I sure do like it when the people start screamin' turn it up

Turn it up

Guitar money

Guitar money

No it ain't no wonder old Elvis quit driving that truck

We met a man in Atlanta said he would sign us up today

He was a big mover and a shaker make a record radio might play

Yeah maybe I will and maybe I won't make it to the hall of fame

But either way it goes you'll never hear me complain

Yeah makin' guitar money gui gui gui gui gui guitar money



I sure do like it when the girls start screamin' crank it up

Crank it up

Guitar money

Guitar money

Hey it ain't no wonder Elvis quit a drivin' that truck

Yeah makin' guitar money

T-shirt money

I sure do like when the girls start screamin' turn-it

turn-it turn-it turn-it turn-it turn-it way up

Hey guitar money

How about this here lick honey

No it ain't no wonder old Elvis quit drivin' that truck



Here's some for you

Cousin Gene too

Aunt Loretta

Uncle Earl

And you and you and you and you and you

I'm makin' all kinda guitar money

Times are good guitar money

Oh a whole lotta guitar money