Empty Wallet

I’m sitting here I been drunk for days

I’m doing what I can to make the pain go away

Ain’t got no money and it sure is funny

It don’t take much to find relief

There were signs crystal clear up and down the road

But I liked to drink I could not see very well you know

I walked up to the ATM and my wallet had worn thin

An empty wallet is all she left me

Chorus

An empty wallet is all she left me

Should have tried harder but still there would be disbelief

All those years gone by so fast and this moment will never cease

An empty wallet is all she left me

Now there are pictures in my memory of rosy times

But like all flowers they shrivel up and then they die

I walked up to the ATM my wallet had worn thin

An empty wallet is all she left me

Repeat Chorus

Words and Music by Joseph Woodson

c2005 JoSongs  c2005 Millwright Recordings

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