Big Shot Rich Man

Folks like me, theyÂ're always moving

It seems to be the only way to stay

There ainÂ't nothin too strange or too confusing

ItÂ's better to change a little everyday

Some folks travel, some folks settle

Some folks own and some folks rent

Some folks marry, some just stay single

Everybody wonders where the money went

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I donÂ't wanna to live like a big shot rich man

I donÂ't wanna to live like a branded slave

I just want to give some land to my children

So they wonÂ't have to buy my grave

I want to go back to California

I want to be in that state once more

When the floods come in and the quakes are over

I hope I'm not sittinÂ' on the ocean floor

Gonna be with my friends back in Oklahoma

Gonna settle down on a piece of ground

IÂ'll have 100 wives and a mess of puppies

I could live my life, like a natural hound

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Gonna roll me a reefer, seven foot long

Smoke that reefer, I got turned on

I hocked a tape deck made in Hong Kong

I bought some more reefer, now my moneyÂ's gone

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