Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Ballad Of Thomas Brown - Lay Your Money Down, artist - Roxx Gang. Album song Old, New, Borrowed & Blue, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 29.06.2008
Record label: Deep South
Song language: English
The Ballad Of Thomas Brown - Lay Your Money Down |
Tom brown love to sing |
love to play his dobro |
play all day |
he ride the trains |
tom brown was a hobo |
Rode dem boxcars town to town |
drinkin' cheap red wine |
played dem blues like noone else |
just throw old tom a dime |
Tom brown love to sing |
love to play his dobro |
play all day |
he ride the trains |
tom brown was a hobo |
Sometimes i get to thinkin' 'bout |
old mr. |
thomas brown |
most folk did not like his kind |
but they lay their money down |
Layin' the money down |
Layin' the money down |
Now i ride from town to town |
upon a silver train |
i drink red wine but it ain’t cheap |
i drink to dull the pain |
Sometimes it helps |
sometimes it don’t |
but you know i have found |
the only time i’m satisfied |
is when they lay that money down |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun |
but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run |
Lay your money down, down, down |
They say that money is evil well if that’s true |
i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Just lay that money down |
Play for pay i’m here to say |
it’s so sad but it’s true |
it’s a mean old world |
and noone else is lookin' out for you |
I like to hear you sing my songs |
but there’s no sweeter sound |
as the sound of the silver |
and the sound of the gold |
As they lay their money down |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun |
but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run |
Lay your money down, down, down |
They say that money is evil well if that’s true |
i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Just lay that moeny down |
I remember sittin' on my granddaddy’s knee |
down by the lake under the old oak tree |
said keep away from wicked women |
keep away from cheap wine |
and don’t miss a chance |
to make yourself a dime |
He told me about a man named thomas brown |
finest blues picker for miles around |
not a whole lotta people |
liked old tom’s ways |
but they threw down their money |
to hear him play |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun |
but i’ll take that money and away i’ll run |
Lay your money down, down, down |
They say that money is evil well if that’s true |
i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Just lay that moeny down |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Well i don’t wear a mask or carry no gun |
but i’ll take that moeny and away i’ll run |
Lay your money down, down, down |
They say that money is evil well if that’s true |
i’ll be a bad, bad boy better me than you |
Lay your money down, down, down |
Just lay that money down |
Lay that money down, down, down |
Lay that money down, down, down |
Just lay that money down |