The pay-off’s on Tuesday
I’ll follow the crows
There’s pennies from heaven
I don’t suppose
And I woke up on Thursday
And fell for the floor
And my sister’s a beauty
A beauty no more
God doesn’t know me
Or answer my call
He don’t know me from Adam
Or Eve at all
And the rich man still chooses
To sleep in the hall
And he’s dying for your company
We could give him a call
God doesn’t know me
Or answer my call
He don’t know me from Adam
Or Eve at all