The Walking Blues Band - No Money Blues Lyrics

I got a feeling
that man will come to my door
Lord please bring my father back
or I´ll pay the bill no more

Mama I got no job
That´s why I drink all day
God gave me silver strings
and golden fingers to play

I´m singing this no money blues
father you´d be pride
you listen to your son and say
"My boy is playing the blues alright

No money blues
but I don´t play thinking about money
all I do is play with my heart and soul
like a bee making honey