Everyday I Think Of Money

Am Fmaj7 I drive a truck, it carries money Am Fmaj7 and every day, I dream of my fantasies Dm G Yesterday i bought my beach house Dm G Little place just off the coast of france Am Fmaj7 Every day i think of money Am Fmaj7 Every day i think of running Am Fmaj7 I love my truck, I love my family Am Fmaj7 Stacked in the back the good life surrounds me Dm G Could tie my right hand man and put him some place Dm G Then i'd ditch the truck and buy a new face Am Fmaj7 Everyday I think of money Am Fmaj7 Everyday I think of someway C Fmaj7 It can't buy you love, Can't give you soul C Fmaj7 Can pick you up, Can down you low Am G Fmaj7 G Fmaj7 Am7 Can drag you out of the hole you dug, yourself..Out off ............again. Am Fmaj7 Sat in a truck it carries convicts Am Fmaj7 My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs Dm G Tomorrow, I'll maybe walk around the yard Dm G Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment Am Fmaj7 Everyday i think of money Am Fmaj7 Everyday i miss my family