Intro
Oh Someone Taught
Your Walls To Talk
But If They Ask Me
I Ain’t Heard A Thing
Verse 1
Back To The Wall, Back To The Wall, Back To The Drawing Board
Back To The Wall, Back To The Wall, Back To The Drawing Board
Back To The Wall, Back To The Wall, Back To The Drawing Board Again
There Was A Snow Storm In Jackson When You And I Met
At A Club Called Saint Sebastian’s But The Sign Said Something Different
I Remember Thinkin' That I Didn't Have A Shot At Mississippi
Television Told Us Which Roads They Were Closing... There Goes A Rap Show
Everybody Knew You As The Wife Of A Famous Man
Everybody Who Knew Said There Goes Dixon's Girl Again
Even The Walls All Lean Closer When She Plays The Piano Real Slow
Haven't Met Too Many Women In This Business That I Really Like Like Like
But You Can Hold A Little Liquor, You Could Hold A Conversation, You Could Hold Your Own Mic
And Even That Night I Learned The Truth About Your Man;
You Gotta Be Big To Treat Pretty Girls Bad
Chorus
And It's Not Much, But My Money's On You
It's Not Much, But My Money's On You
It's Not Much But My Money
It's Not Much But My Money
Not Much, But My Money
My Money's On
Youuuuuuuuuuuu
Verse 2
Well I Heard From The Rest Of The World You're In Trouble
Bad News Moves Like Fire That You Fight On The Phone
And I'm Too Far Away, My Well-Wishing Can't Touch You
But I Think Of You Still More Than You Might Suppose
Everybody Wanna See You With Your Hair Down
Wanna Hear You Hit The High Note
Wanna Know If They Can Get You For A Little Less, Girl I Don’t
I Know How The Stones Can Fly
Had Some Hard Goodbyes
Call Me Up, Day Or Night
Free Drinks And Bad Advice
Chorus
And It's Not Much, But My Money's On You
It's Not Much, But My Money, My Money’s
On You
It’s On You
It’s On Youuuu Yeah My Money’s
On You
It’s On You
It’s On Youuuu Yeah My Money’s On
Youuuuuuuuuuuu
