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Give Me Money For No Reason
Paul... Artie... Boys, we might be onto something here. ~Lesley
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Lesley Jane
Copyright 2012 ~ American Lesley Jane
Naked Or Die
Wed Jul 25, 2012
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
Copyright 2012 ~ American Lesley Jane
Naked Or Die
Wed Jul 25, 2012
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
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Paul... Artie... Boys, we might be onto something here. ~Lesley
Lyrics
Give Me Money For No Reason
Here we stand again
A boy, his dog, his friend
Playing guitar and singing songs
Occasionally some of you sing along
Please help me
I got no money and I'm more than a little hungry
I weave the finest silken dream
That rich folks want to wear; that makes girls scream
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
That it is time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God told me to fish
Hey Hello Goodbye
It's nine a.m. and the people all hurry by
I always give a salute to the police passing by
They seem to like me, I won't question why
Do you know who you are?
I am one with my guitar
I move and howl as you bob and weave
The rush hour traffic barely noticing me
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
That it's time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God taught me to fish
~Guitar, 12 string solo thing
Here we stand again
A boy, his dog, his best friend
I'm not so used to working it out
I just know how to howl to God
Please help me out
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
Sweetheart it's time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God taught me to fish
I can't go on like this
Give me money for no reason
As you hurry on your way.....
Hey!
Copyright 2012 ~ American Lesley Jane
Here we stand again
A boy, his dog, his friend
Playing guitar and singing songs
Occasionally some of you sing along
Please help me
I got no money and I'm more than a little hungry
I weave the finest silken dream
That rich folks want to wear; that makes girls scream
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
That it is time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God told me to fish
Hey Hello Goodbye
It's nine a.m. and the people all hurry by
I always give a salute to the police passing by
They seem to like me, I won't question why
Do you know who you are?
I am one with my guitar
I move and howl as you bob and weave
The rush hour traffic barely noticing me
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
That it's time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God taught me to fish
~Guitar, 12 string solo thing
Here we stand again
A boy, his dog, his best friend
I'm not so used to working it out
I just know how to howl to God
Please help me out
Give me money for no reason
Throw your change inside my cup
I don't want to tell my wife
Sweetheart it's time that we gave up
Give me money for no reason
You could grant a poor boy's wish
Just leave it on the dish
This guitar's my fishing pole
And God taught me to fish
I can't go on like this
Give me money for no reason
As you hurry on your way.....
Hey!
Copyright 2012 ~ American Lesley Jane
