Nobody Ever Got Rich (By Making People Sad)

Loose loose end
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Needles and threads won't mend
 But I'm willing to give it a go
 Sweet sweet heart
 Such a crooked mind
 And all the questions that they're asking
 They're not meant to be unkind
 Mother raised you well
 But she never sensed
 The things that you could do
 The places that you went
 Your father he was drunk
 And almost always right
 He made sure that you
 Grew up too fast that night
 He speaks to God
 'Why'd I never got rich?"
 "Hey son
 You know I never got rich?
 I worked all my damn life
 And I never got rich"
 "Hey God
 Why'd I never got rich?"
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 Tattered in pieces I know
 You speak to God
 Nobody ever got rich
 Hey Son
 Nobody ever got rich
 I worked all my damn life
 And no, I never got rich
 Hey God
 Nobody ever got rich