General Music Chat

Take from the rich
to give to the poor
till there's no rich people
don't knock on their door

help the upper crust
to do a good deed
while I watch the folks pass by
with despair and in need

how does your conscience
not bother you at night?
as you eat your chicken dinner
while the homeless
are in your sights

now toss and turn
restless one that can't sleep
comrade soften your heart
reach inside down deep

to answer the prayers
of a thousand wretched souls
all sitting on park benches
while hell's bell tolls

you a mean go getter
with one foot in hell
fire brimstone with a soul to sell

no funny business it's a crime indeed
but the fun is gone
as you take the lead

screaming so loud need to quench the fire
cause the smoke keeps rising
past the midnight hour


the guitar screams in the middle of the night
cause like jimmie said
don't grow tired and lazy

gotta keep your courage up
like a strong white steed
marching into town
carry the prize the winner won't need

you earned it baby
forget the rest
you in the clubhouse now
you have beaten the best

Record it, dude!

I hope Ricky Skaggs won't get mad if I "borrow" Highway 40 Blues as the "foundation" for these lyrics.. LOL!