Текст Randy Rogers Band – Drinking Money

Well it’s Friday night, there ain’t much goin’ on
She’s not here to tell me what I’m doin’ wrong
I got some hard-earned cash and a broken heart
It ain’t much but it’s a damn good start

I got my drinking money
I got my poker face
I got my drinking money
Gonna spend it all in one place

They say this life will kill ya, but it’s keeping me alive
And that’s all that I can hope for sometimes
But it puts food on the table and blinds me from her memory
Can’t see much but black when the minds get deep

I got my drinking money
I got my poker face
I got my drinking money
Gonna spend it all in one place

It’s cold out tonight
But I can’t feel the chill for the whiskey

I got my drinking money
I got my poker face
I got my drinking money
Gonna spend it all
I got my drinking money
I got my poker face
I got my drinking money
Gonna spend it all in one place