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Текст: John Anderson. Easy Money.

It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

I've heard some people say
John had some easy pay
You just party all night
Till the mornin' light
And then you sleep all day

Come on and ride with us
Step on that magic bus
We'll all just act like stars
Play the honky tonk bars
I'll show you why I say

It's a hard way
It's a hard, hard way
It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

Hey, son, I paid my dues
Worn out my cowboy shoes
Played these old guitar strings
Till I could make 'em sing
And learn to moan the blues, yeah Lord

I've seen the price of fame
Lost friends along the way
I've seen the stars burn out
And fall from the sky
While others fade away

Yeah, it's a hard way
It's a hard, hard way
It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

Now off to another town
Ain't no slowin' down
Sometimes it gets so deep
That I swear I might drown

Well, it's a hard way
It's a hard, hard way
It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

Hard way
It's a hard, hard way
It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

It's a hard way
It's a hard, hard way
It's a damn hard way
To make easy money

To make easy money
To make easy money
To make easy money