Lyrics
Rollin with a little bit of scratch
Rolling with a little bit of money
Throwin on the red and the black
Wearing clothes in red and black
dealer ai'nt cutting no slack
Dealing without showing any mercy
Once your gone babe you can't come back
Once you leave, there's no return
Sicker than a heart attack
Extremely sick, comparable to a heart attack
Sayin brother you ain't got jack
Saying you have nothing, no possessions
Jack went and laid on on the railroad trax
Jack laid on the railroad tracks
Now he's gone and he can't come back
Jack is gone, and there's no coming back
Can't take it with you when you go
You can't take material wealth with you after death
Livin' like a king on a throne
Living a luxurious life
Making this town my own
Taking control of the town
Cause we all turn to dust and bone
We all eventually become dust and bone
Goin home to all of my kin
Returning home to family
Soakin in the old Cold gin
Drinking in memories and experiences
I Keep on sinnin and Devil keeps grinning
Continuing to sin while the devil watches with amusement
Cause he knows that I just can't win
Struggling as the odds are stacked against you
Can't take it with you when you go
Reiterating that material possessions can't be taken after death
Livin' like a king on a throne
Living in opulence and power
Making this town my own
Establishing dominance over the town
Cause we all turn to dust and bone
Everyone eventually becomes dust and bone
Solo-
Solo (Instrumental)
Caught between a rock and a roll
Feeling stuck between difficult choices
Feelin like I sold my soul
Sensing a loss of moral integrity or identity
I ain't ready to go but I lost control
Unprepared to leave but losing control
Layin face down in a hole
Lying face down, defeated and overwhelmed
Can't take it with you when you go
Reiterating the inability to take wealth after death
Livin' like a king on a throne
Living in luxury and power
Making this town my own
Asserting control over the town
Cause we all turns to dust and bone
Everyone eventually becomes dust and bone
Can't take it with you when you go
Emphasizing the impossibility of taking possessions after death
Cause we all turns to dust and bone
Final reminder that all individuals ultimately turn to dust and bone
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