Текст песни Truck Full of Money - Donovan Woods

Part of the thrill if you think it might die a bit
If you think you might keel over sideways
Would that be something to see

And any guy here could learn to sing like this
She might love you but not like she loves me

You see I wasn′t straight when I wrote that
I was carving a name
And I was praying that no-one was ever gonna love me again

And I was late for something
Every hour of every day
And completely lonesome
Out on the prairie

And a truck full of money

Oh I know, I do

And when I got home
Or even half way love
I had to call you
To figure out what my problem was

No I know
Most of my job aint right
But you should??
Going out every night

You see I wasn't straight when I wrote that
I was carving a name
And I was praying that no-one was ever gonna love me again

And I was late for something
Every hour of every day
And completely lonesome
Out on the prairie

And a truck full of money

Oh I know, I do

Maybe someday will be
Closer to what I find is here
Plenty of love never been in
Some truck full of money