Verse: A#m F# I drive a truck, it carries money and every day, I dream of my fantasies D#m G# Yesterday i bought my beach house Little place just off the coast of france A#m F# Every day i think of money Every day i think of running A#m F# I love my truck, I love my family Stacked in the back the good life surrounds me D#m G# Could tie my right hand man and put him some place Then iʼd ditch the truck and buy a new face A#m F# Everyday I think of money Everyday I think of someway Chorus: C# A#m It canʼt buy you love, Canʼt give you soul Can pick you up, Can down you low C# D#m C# D#m A#m Can drag you out of the hole you dug, yourself....again. Verse: A#m F# Sat in a truck it carries convicts My hands are bound to the seat by handcuffs D#m G# Tomorrow, Iʼll maybe walk around the yard Or paint in my cell, and hate imprisonment A#m F# Everyday i think of money Everyday i miss my family
