Well you came here with nothin' So that's how you'll go No money, no cars, and no fancy clothes There were tears when you got here And tears when you leave And I might not know much But this I believe I might not know that much But this I belive Well the songs that I'm singin' ain't easy to hear So tell all your children to cover their ears Someone tell my sweetheart this might be the end For this is the tension, the break in the bend For this is the tension, the break in the bend I ain't no lawyer, or no doctor's son I may never have money, and I live on the run But I'm not runnin' from the truth of my past I'm runnin Towards somethin' New. ' Cause you came here with nothin' That's how you'll go No money, no cars, and no fancy clothes There were tears when you got here Tears when you leave And I might not know much But this I believe I might not know that much But this I believe The songs that I'm singin' may not make a dime And that is the reason I wrote them this time. ' Cause you can't take it with you When you meet your end Ask my grandpa, my brother They'll tell ya my friends Ask my grandpa, my brother They'll tell ya my friends Ask my grandpa my brother They'll tell ya my friends! Ask my grandpa my brother They'll tell ya my friends. ' Cause you came here with nothin' That's how you'll go No money, no cars, and no fancy clothes There were tears when you got here Tears when you leave And if I die with nothin' Then I have all I need If you die with nothin' You have all you need If we die with nothin Then we have all we needTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
