DOLLAR AIN'T WORTH A DIME

I was straight laced--straight a
always walkin’ the line kinda man
lookin back now I’m wonderin how
I ended up like I am
No criminal record, gulf war veteran
a wife and two boys at home
big stack of bills and things at the mill
is more than just a little slow

gas man come turned off the heat
line-man cut my phone
so I walked down to the inlaws and I begged em for a loan
cause you can’t go nowhere when you can’t buy gas
and you can’t get blood from a stone

WHEN A DOLLAR AIN’T WORTH A DIME
YOU’LL DESPERATE THINGS
IN DESPERATE TIME
IF A MAN DON’T TURN TO JESUS
HE’LL TURN TO CRIME
WHEN A DOLLAR AIN’T WORTH A A DIME

with two shells in the breach of my side-by each
I hit the pawn shop down on pine
I got back the wife’s rings and a couple other things
I know damned well are mine

then I went to the bank and made sure to thank
that fella for the sub-prime loan
now I’m holdin’ that cash and the jack from the gas station
singin’ an outlaw song....
I’m good as gone, cause a

DOLLAR AIN’T WORTH A DIME
YOU’LL DESPERATE THINGS
IN DESPERATE TIMES
IF A MAN DON’T TURN TO JESUS
HE’LL TURN TO CRIME
WHEN A DOLLAR AIN’T WORTH A A DIME


When your livin’ in red and the kids need fed
you’ll do whatever it takes
I’m a man who’s providin’ –runnin and hidin,
wanted in five states