Greg Brown - All the Money's Gone lyrics

That was a trip. Wasn't that a trip, my darlin I love to see ya happy in the mountains But who's that knockin on the door now How many pennies in that stack you're countin All the money's gone. All the money's gone Gut it out, pack it up and move on All the money's gone. All the money's gone Do you know how much I love you I'd like to buy ya the world's largest bathtub But I put my hand so deep in my pocket I found some lint, some burnt matches and a couple of ticket stubs But all the money's gone. All the money's gone Gut it out, pack it up and move on All the money's gone. All the money's I've been walkin the streets Where the shoes and the clothes and the haircuts, they holler and they holler We Americans, we are so easily pleased A jug of wine, a loaf of bread and fifty thousand dollars But all the money's gone. All the money's gone Gut it out, pack it up and move on All the money's gone. All the money's All the money's gone. All the money's