Guitar Money

I had a night hour five day job at Kentucky Fried
Trying to make the payments on a beat-up truck and a double wide
Momma always said son use a little common sense
So I took her at her word and decided I could supplement
I had an old Les Paul I hauled out from under the bed
And the number of a drummer knew somebody in the grateful dead
Oh I got him on the line and we talked a while then he said Im glad you called
We need a guitar player and a man that can sing it all
I started makin me some guitar money
Guitar money
Yeah I sure do like it when the people start screamin turn it up
Turn it up
Guitar money
Guitar money
No it aint no wonder old Elvis quit driving that truck
We met a man in Atlanta said he would sign us up today
He was a big mover and a shaker make a record radio might play
Yeah maybe I will and maybe I wont make it to the hall of fame
But either way it goes youll never hear me complain
Yeah makin guitar money gui gui gui gui gui guitar money
I sure do like it when the girls start screamin crank it up
Crank it up
Guitar money
Guitar money
Hey it aint no wonder Elvis quit a drivin that truck
Yeah makin guitar money
T-shirt money
I sure do like when the girls start screamin turn-it turn-it turn-it turn-it turn-it turn-it way up
Hey guitar money
How about this here lick honey
No it aint no wonder old Elvis quit drivin that truck

Heres some for you
Cousin Gene too
Aunt Loretta
Uncle Earl
And you and you and you and you and you
Im makin all kinda guitar money
Times are good guitar money
Oh a whole lotta guitar money