«Give me a dime»
Tekst: Jens Fjelle Musikk: Jens Fjelle
I was born in a hurricaneI had to pay the price
Mama left me by the train
Daddy rolled the dice
I was raised by a rolling lad
Had no bed had no home
I was travelling from town to town
Out for money to loan
I was raised to be the seventh son
A down payment son of a gun
When all the others graduated
I bought myself a gun
Used it for some fast cash
I know how to run
Punched my way through the underground
Nobody there to knock me down
So give me Franklin, give me your queen
Give me silver, give me your king
I was raised to be the seventh son
A down payment son av a gun
I never was a gentleman
Don’t know how to spell my name
I tried my luck in a poker game
All I got was the shame
Easy living wasn’t meant for me
But what can I do?
So give me Franklin, give me your queen
Give me silver, give me your king
I want to be a millionaire
A fine suit is what I wanna wear
Gimme me a dime