Текст Mark Chesnutt – It Pays Big Money

My oldest brother Tommy
Was a lineman rest his soul
His job was hanging hot wires
On them power company poles

It pays big money and boy I’m into that
It pays big money if you’re willin’ to take a chance
I’ll tell you sonny, you ought to see my bank account
It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now.

My dear departed cousin
Used to put in forty hours
Changing all them light bulbs
On them television towers
Every morning bright and early
He’d climb up in the sky
And I didn’t understand it
So one day I asked him why, he said.

It pays big money and boy I’m into that
It pays big money if you’re willin’ to take a chance
I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now.

My late Uncle Charlie
Was a demolition man
And he traveled all over the country
Blasting holes in this great land
And he carried a case of dynamite
Everywhere he went

It pays big money and boy I’m into that
It pays big money if you’re willin’ to take a chance
I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now.

Now the moral of this story
Is don’t go getting’ yourself killed
Be kind to your rich relatives
And they might just leave you in their will
That pays big money having foolish kin.

It pays big money, I guess I owe it all to them
I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account
It pays big money think I’ll go spend some of it now…