My Money Never Gives Out 1900

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 25 Mar 2005

I am a coon who is a financier,
I'm known as the ragtime millionaire,
I wake up with a million dollars ev'ry morn'
and throw 'way ev'ry dollar that is soiled or torn,
if all of my money was stacked up high,
I know that my coin would reach the sky,
for Vanderbilt or Gould I care nothing about,
I've got so much money
it never gives out.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

When you've got money
It's a pleasant treat,
my only occupation
is to sleep and eat,
I have ev'ry thing to eat a king could wish.
On Fridays I even eat fried gold fish,
I make all the warm coons look ice cold,
ev'ry tooth in my mouth is solid gold,
I clean my teeth with pure diamond dust,
it wouldn't jar me if all the banks went bust.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

If a coon slurs me I hold a grudge,
I've got plenty money
to pay the judge,
Some coons need a sign on food wanted within,
while they're drinking plain water
I'm a drinking Tomjin,
almost ev'ry hour I change my hat,
a poor coon I've hired as my doormat,
I step on that coon going through the door,
so I won't spoil the velvet carpet on my floor.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

My money never gives out,
rich food is making me stout
cause ev'ry meal for quail on toast I shout,
I live good all the time.
I don't drink no cheap wine,
I'm always flush
and my money never gives out.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Money Never Gives Out 1900
words and Music by Irving Jones
© 1900 by Feist & Frankesthaler, N.Y.
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Sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 25 March 2005 at 12.23
in association with Doug Grierson
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