Loans and jewellery, a pawn shop and guns
Leave a little for your daughters and a touch for your sons
Lest they make it through the warrens and runs
Without your ripped and your wrinkled papers
They take what you give and they take what don’t
And it other side moat
If you money, build
And you’ve and timber
So we carry sewing with
To up a thriving garden
the graves we
After took the reason
Well there pot a day
When you window and only see
To their they feel
And hold them pockets
To spend it without giving mind
And buy of living
them ship and life behind
sail upward heavens