GOIN' 4 BROKE
Wayne Brown
What have you got that’s so much to lose?
Go for broke if inclined and you so choose!
This is America so you’re free to lose
Everything you have; anyway you choose
How much can you stand; the pressures on?
Do you feel the stress moving through your bones?
Still, it’s better than being home alone
This is America where you can choose what you do wrong
What will it all matter at the long journey’s end?
Will we just divide up all the stuff and start over again?
Is this a game that you can lose or win?
You bet it is! This is America, my dear old friend!
Will you double down when the cards look good?
Will you take a chance the way that you should?
This is America where everything is good
Go for broke and then knock on wood!
It will all come out in the wash or so they say
Every day in America is a brand new day
You didn’t really need what you lost anyway
Come on, bet again, and see what they say
If nothing is ventured then nothing is gained
The rugs not wet and the carpets is unstained
But who has the sense to come in out of the rain?
In America success always comes with a little pain
Are you luckier at cards than in the game of love?
Do you have special talents handed from above?
Will you take a little push then give a little shove?
This is America, are you a hawk or a dove?
Cross your fingers and keep your money in a pocket
Put your wife in the closet, close the door and lock it
Then jump into you Caddie and take off like a rocket
America, the land of opportunity, so buddy don’t knock it
Wish into one hand and then crap into the other
Check what you have and see which goes further
Don’t count your money in the presence of your mother
You’re on top in America; a place like none other
Pickpockets, grifters, con-gamers and all the rest
Hour by hour they will put you to the test
Taking the money pressures off of your chest
You’re in Washington son, with America’s best
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