Travis Tritt Lyrics
"It's All About the Money"

Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a redneck in the ditch
Big city lawyer called
Said, "Son, I'm gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
Your neck in a brace
We're gonna take his butt to court
Take everything he makes."
It's all about the money.

There's a local politician
Says he needed out vote
He'd put two chickens in every pot
And pave all the county roads
We ain't seen that S.O.B.
Since the day he raised his hand
We're still dodgin' potholes
Eatin' potted meat and Spam
It's all about the money.
It's all about the money.

A handshake used to be
All you used need to make a deal, yes it was
Now they'll look you in the eye
Tell you a big old boldfaced lie
With a team of lawyers, moving in for the kill
It's all about the money.

They say they are your best friends
As long as you're buying the rounds
They'll light your smoke, tell you jokes
At every bar in town
As soon as you hit some hard times
And the good times disappear
You're all alone, they're all gone
One thing is so clear
It's all about the money.
It's all about the money...