"Green, Green Backs Back Home" lyrics
(originally by Tom Jones)
The old hometown looks the same as I hopped down from the train
Near to meet me is me ex-wife and the sheriff
She says, "It's good to see you, honey
But where the heck, where the heck's my alimony?"
You know, you owe a lot of, a lot of green, green backs back home
Yeah, they'll all yell and holler
Well, my one last greenback dollar
But it's good, good to touch the green, green grass at home
Well, the old jail is still standing, but this cell is mighty cold
The sheriff told me, though, I could use his phone
So I called up my old lawyer friend
He said, "Forget it, you still owe me ten"
You know, you owe a lot of, a lot of green, green backs here at home
And then I woke up and I looked around me
I didn't see much of nothing
And all at once I found myself looking in the eyes of one of my old friends from a long time ago
And he said to me, he said:
"Why get up there, you old buckaroo, we got to get you out of here
Why? There are a whole lot of people out front looking for you
They got a rope and they're going to hang you from that old oak tree we used to play on
Said you owe them a little money, too
But don't you fret none, though, for I've brung along a few old friends of mine to help you out
They're all waiting out back
Why, there's Roy and Dale and Trigger and Bullet, Annie, Fannie, Oakley, and the Lone Stranger, Old Rivers and Wyatt Earp, the man from U.N.C.L.E. and Billy the Kid
That ought to be enough to get you out of here alive
Just one thing before we go, though, you old whooper slobber, you...
You still owe me two bits for chawing the backy
You tired, wanting, desert rats, you."
Yeah, it's an old yelling holler for that one last greenback dollar
But it's good to touch the green, green grass back home
Near to meet me is me ex-wife and the sheriff
She says, "It's good to see you, honey
But where the heck, where the heck's my alimony?"
You know, you owe a lot of, a lot of green, green backs back home
Yeah, they'll all yell and holler
Well, my one last greenback dollar
But it's good, good to touch the green, green grass at home
Well, the old jail is still standing, but this cell is mighty cold
The sheriff told me, though, I could use his phone
So I called up my old lawyer friend
He said, "Forget it, you still owe me ten"
You know, you owe a lot of, a lot of green, green backs here at home
And then I woke up and I looked around me
I didn't see much of nothing
And all at once I found myself looking in the eyes of one of my old friends from a long time ago
And he said to me, he said:
"Why get up there, you old buckaroo, we got to get you out of here
Why? There are a whole lot of people out front looking for you
They got a rope and they're going to hang you from that old oak tree we used to play on
Said you owe them a little money, too
But don't you fret none, though, for I've brung along a few old friends of mine to help you out
They're all waiting out back
Why, there's Roy and Dale and Trigger and Bullet, Annie, Fannie, Oakley, and the Lone Stranger, Old Rivers and Wyatt Earp, the man from U.N.C.L.E. and Billy the Kid
That ought to be enough to get you out of here alive
Just one thing before we go, though, you old whooper slobber, you...
You still owe me two bits for chawing the backy
You tired, wanting, desert rats, you."
Yeah, it's an old yelling holler for that one last greenback dollar
But it's good to touch the green, green grass back home
