MY BABY'S JUST LIKE MONEY
(Lefty Frizzell)
LEFTY FRIZZELL (COLUMBIA 20799, 1951)

Well my baby's just like money, true while you hold her tight
But if you let her go, she'll blow like dough, honkey-tonk day and night
For a friend of mine came and wised me up, and this is what he said
Money goes from hand to hand and your baby goes from man to man

Listen now baby, and i dont mean maybe
I'm tellin you you're making me blue thats why i know its true
For it goes to show your just like dough, the root of all evil
money goes from hand to hand and my baby goes from man to man

Yeah my baby's just like money, she goes everywhere
And i'm a telling you her loves untrue and i know that she done care
Just as long as she's got a ticket to ride, that gals satisfied
For money goes from hand to hand and my baby goes from man to man

Listen now baby, and i dont mean maybe
You've got to change your way a starting today or your daddys not gonna stay
For i found out honey, your just like money, the root of all evil
For money goes from hand to hand and you know you go from man to man