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Текст (слова) песни: Garth Brooks - Big Money

My older brother Tommy
Was a lineman
Rest his soul
His job was hanging hot wires
On them high-line power poles
Every morning bright and early
He`d climb way up in the sky
And I never understood it
So one day I asked him why

[CHORUS:]
He said it pays big money
And man I`m into that
It pays big money
If you`re willing to
Take a chance
Let me tell you something sonny
You ought to see
My bank account
It pays big money but
He sure can`t spend it now

Well, my late Uncle Charlie
Was this demolition hound
He`d travel across the country
Blowing buildings to the ground
He carried a case of dynamite
Seemed everywhere he went
He smoked them big long cigars
And he`d wink at you and grin

[Repeat chorus]

Well now the
Moral of this story boys
Is don`t go
Getting yourself killed
Be kind to your rich relatives
They just might
Put you in their will

That pays big money and
We`re all into that
It pays big money and
Big money`s where it`s at
Let me tell you something sonny
You ought to see my bank account
It pays big money and
We`re rolling in it now

It pays big money
Having foolish kin
It pays big money
Guess I owe it all to them
Let me show you something sonny
Take a look at this bank account
It pays big money
Let`s all spend some of it now

 

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