Robbie Fulks - I'll Trade You Money For Wine lyrics

Corn in the crib won't turn your dollar green A dollar won't get you high Some days a drop is all a body needs Some days the bottle drains dry CHORUS: Pockets of change don't drive my worry down Diamonds don't make me shine It's a short life and a long time underground I'll trade you money for wine I've seen this town from a long black Lincoln, boys Back when copper was king Ten years I stood on the same street corner, boys I never want for a thing CHORUS Wild were the nights when I was rolling, boys No hunger unsatisfied Feared was my name in Elko County, boys Now they just walk on by The banker, he spares a quarter for my cup His trouble's deeper than mine That way of life, boys, there ain't gold enough I'll trade you money for wine See how the rain washes the sulfur dust Off to the wide blue sea Freed from the rock, the copper flies to where No miner ever may see Shallow your cares, in vain your industry So says the wide blue sea I never burden God on your account Don't waste your prayers on me I've seen a man of wealth and family Scrimp till his hair's gone grey Laid in the ground just like I'm gonna be He might have drunk it away CHORUS