Hangin' on to every nickel and every dime never had a dollar to call mine

I gotta work tomorrow just to pay for the day

Well I worked all that I can stand now I long for the day

Then I can sleep in my white satin bed with a red velvet pillow for my head

They'll lower me into my grave with gropes of gold and bread

And I'll sleep for eternity in my white satin bed



Well I never had no soft warm bed before just a cold park bench or a boxcar floor

Thumbin' north to the coal mines or south to cotton fields

Oh hangin' on it won't be long till I'll know how it feels

To sleep in my white satin bed...

Yes I'll sleep for eternity in my white satin bed