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Big Money Lyrics Artist(Band):Garth Brooks
My older brother Tommy was a lineman rest his soul His job was hanging hot wires on them high-line power poles Every morning bright and early he'd climb way up in the sky And I never understood it so one day I asked him why Chorus: He said it pays big money and man I'm into that It pays big money if you're willing to take a chance Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account It pays big money but he sure can't spend it now Well, my late Uncle Charlie was this demolition hound He'd travel across the country blowing buildings to the ground He carried a case of dynamite seemed everywhere he went He smoked them big long cigars and he'd wink at you and grin Repeat First Chorus Well now the moral of this story boys, is don't go getting yourself killed Be kind to your rich relatives they just might put you in their will Chorus: That pays big money and we're all into that It pays big money and big money's where it's at Let me tell you something sonny, you ought to see my bank account It pays big money and we're rolling in it now Chorus: It pays big money having foolish kin It pays big money guess I owe it all to them Let me show you something sonny, take a look at this bank account It pays big money; let's all spend some of it now If you find some error in Big Money Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Big Money The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Garth Brooks" Music | | ||||||||||||
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