Lời bài hát - Greenback Dollar

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Ca sĩ: Jim Croce

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Some people say I'm a no 'count

Others say I'm no good

But I'm just a nat'ral born travellin' man

Doin' what I think should, oh yeah

Doin' what I think should

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When I was a little baby my mama said, hey son

Travel where you will and grow to be a man

But sing what must be sung, poor boy Sing what must be sung

And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar

I spend it fast as I can

For a wailing song and a good guitar

The only things that I understand, poor boy

The only things that I understand

Chorus

Now that I'm a grown man

I've travelled here and there

I found that a jug of brandy and a song

Are the only ones who care, poor boy

The only ones who care

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