lived the life of a millionaire
I'm a born bootleg whistler, baby,
good time champagne wine.
Oh, then I began to fall so low.
You know, I didn't have me a friend.
If I ever get my hands on a dollar again,
I'm going to tease it and squeeze
it till the good time eagle grins.
when you're down and out, yeah
Ask all your fine friends,
Oh, but when you get back up
on your loving feet again
You know everybody gonna come up,
slap you on the back and say
Oh, cause nobody knows you
Oh, honey, when you're down and out
As for all your fine fare with the friends,
baby, you can't find a damn one.
you get back up on your lovin' feet again,
you know everybody gonna come up,
slap you on the back, and say,
hey, give me some money, friend.
It's a cryin' shame without a doubt.
Ain't nobody use you baby,
beat you or abuse you baby
I mean, nobody wants you, honey,