7 Oaks Turnpike Troubadours
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[Verse 1]
Well that banker
He keeps calling
Telling us our mortgage is overdue
Gonna plow up the fields
Gonna burn down the house
And the banker he can have it when I'm through
[Chorus]
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around here anymore
It done moved on down the line
[Verse 2]
Well the tax man
He said old Uncle Sam
Gotta get his share of the rake
He can come around here
He can look for himself
There ain't nothing left he can take
[Chorus]
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around here anymore
It done moved on down the line
Well that banker
He keeps calling
Telling us our mortgage is overdue
Gonna plow up the fields
Gonna burn down the house
And the banker he can have it when I'm through
[Chorus]
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around here anymore
It done moved on down the line
[Verse 2]
Well the tax man
He said old Uncle Sam
Gotta get his share of the rake
He can come around here
He can look for himself
There ain't nothing left he can take
[Chorus]
There ain't no silver left in these pockets
There ain't no cornbread, Lord there ain't no wine
That train don't stop around here anymore
It done moved on down the line
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