Good God from Bone Holler by Bone Holler
Tracklist
4. | Good God | 5:23 |
Lyrics
My father makes counterfeit whiskey
My mother makes counterfeit gin
My sister makes love for twelve dollars
Good God how the money rolls in
My brother’s a slum missionary
He saves fallen women from sin
For ten bucks he’ll save you a redhead
Good God how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
My aunt is a pharmacy student
She keeps extra scripts in a tin
Amazing what laudanum eases
Good God how the money rolls in
I work at a medical college
They’ll buy a fresh corpse for a finn
My uncle’s the town undertaker
Good God how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
My cousin’s an unlicensed surgeon
With instruments long sharp and thin
He only knows one operation
Good God how the money rolls in
My grandpa sells condoms to sailors
He pokes in the tips with a pin
My grandma gives backstreet abortions
Good God how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
My daughter makes book on the corner
She’ll cover your bet with a grin
She guarantees odds in your favor
Good god how the money rolls in
My son is a hospital chaplain
He gives the last rites to your kin
Especially if you’ll inherit
Good god how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
My lover’s a bawdyhouse keeper
Each night when the evening grows dim
She hangs a red lamp in the window
Good God how the money rolls in
We all keep a specialized stable
Of beasts hairy, feathered, and finned
We charge for their rent by the hour
Good god how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in, rolls in
Rolls in, rolls in
Good God how the money rolls in
Credits
Traditional. New lyrics M. Mitchell and friends.