Spendin' Cabbage - Blackfoot

Well mama, ridin? down this highway, Oh highway 95

Sometimes I don? t know if I? m even dead or alive

And that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin? fool

And I got me no spendin? cabbage

And I sure do think this old world is cruel

Seems like I been here such a long time before

Used to be a free man, could knock on any woman? s door

And that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin? fool-ooo-ool

And I got me no spendin? cabbage

Sure do think this old world is cruel

Play it for me one time

Ha, ha, ha

Yes, all you? all talkin? to me

Well you work yourself on sundown, workin? like a dog

Bring your money home and your mama sez its gone

So what? s the use in workin? your fingers to the bone

When your children don? t even love you

Lord, when you? re gone

Take my time this time and get it right

Till my feet are spreadin? dem wings, time to take flight

That is why, that is why I? m still a ramblin? fool

I? m such a fool

And I got me no spendin? cabbage

Sure do think this old world is cruel

Yeah

And I got me no spendin? gee dye, ah ha huh

Sure do think this old world is cruel

And I got me no spendin? cabbage

Sure do think this old world is cruel