The Byrds
The Byrds - Bag Full Of Money songtekst
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Floating I'm floating on down through the sky Never had no ambition to learn how to fly I'll be glad when it's over and ready to land With this bag full of money I've got in my hand Oh I grew up believing in Jesse and Frank Cause I never had nothin' or noone to thank And I came pretty close to unloadin' a bank But I was saved by my draft board who made me a yank Floating I'm floating... And in the 101st they busted your hump But they taught me a man isn't always a chump In the course of Korea I learned how to jump In the card game of life I was holding a trump Floating I'm floating... If you can't get a job and they think you're insane If the years of your youth have been washed down the drain And you wake up some mornin' with nothin' but pain It was then I decided to grab me a plane Floating I'm floating... With all of my training it wasn't too tough Now I'm through taking orders and all of their guff Gonna buy a Rolls Royce and some luxury stuff Cause a veteran's pension ain't nearly enough Floating I'm floating...