Lyrics by Waverly MilorMusic by
Acme Blues Company
Copyright © 2006 Acme Blues Company (BMI)
“Easy money”; that’s what she told me.
It’ll be so easy, like taking candy from a baby
Easy money; simplest thing you ever done
“Do this one thing for me baby, oh we’ll have lots of fun.”
She said, “The safe’s always full of money - the Old man don’t hear so
good.”
“Safe’s always full of money - Old man don’t see so good.”
But she forgot to tell me ‘bout the big black dog
Chased me all around the neighborhood
He chased me high, he chased me low
Chased me every which way, oh, I tried to go
Ran down the alley, jumped the fence
Tried to keep runnin’ man, I had no defense
Didn’t seem like such Easy Money right about then
Well I tried to hide and I tried to run
Police man found me and pointed at me with his gun
He said, “Boy, ain’t no such thing as Easy Money”
“I can’t believe you fell for that!”
“We goin down to (insert local jail name),
I’m sure you know where that’s at.”
Well Judge Smith looked at me and he shook his head
“Boy, what’s wrong with you!? You must be poorly bred.
I’m gonna give you free accommodations, nice orange jumpsuit
and a little time in a cell.
Give you some time to think about what you gonna do from now.”
Easy money, that’s what she told me.
Easy money, she sounded so sincere.
If a pretty woman tells you it’s Easy Money
Stop and think
Maybe have another beer