Graveltones Money
What's the story in the morning
When you're waking to a bed that is barely warm
And what's to bet that in the evening
You come home wondering where everybody's gone
Don't keep your money in the ceiling
You've got a bank that is bigger than most people's homes
You couldn't care too much for feelings
Walk around looking dapper in your fancy clothes
That kind of thing don't last for long...
Well everyone once had a mother
And a king can't live forever hid behind his throne
And you're the same as any other
It's just the way that you decipher what is right or wrong
It's a long way from the bottom
I guess the top is where you got to get to get along
When you're alone and feel forgotten
Well you can answer me a question and it won't take long
So tell me this...
Who's gonna love you when the money's gone?
Who's gonna love you when the money's gone?
Who's gonna visit you when you're a stone?
Who's gonna love you when the money's gone?
Don't bother burying you treasure
'Cause you can't take it with you can ya when the feeling's gone
So go and write yourself a letter
And then return it to the sender once they've all moved on
You might find that it upsets her
And you've been tethered to each other since the day you were born
But there's no length in which to measure
Except the question you can ask when all else feels forlorn
So tell me this...
Who's gonna love you when the money's gone?
