Lyrics

Maybe I'll just float on down the river?
Love won't change no nickel to a dime.
I fear my body sinking in the ocean.
The Land of the Rich, I'm thinkin's where I'll die.

Ain't got no pot to piss in.
Ain't got no friends, no cigarettes, no doe.
I only got this coat and cup of coffee
to keep me warm and blistering with hope.

In my life I lost my wife.
Lost my job, my paradise.
Had no kids, no cats, no dogs, no lie.
If heaven's full I hope hell's free.
That is where my friends will be.
The Land of the Rich, I'm thinkin's where I'll die.
The Land of the Rich, I'm thinkin's where I'll die.
The Land of the Rich, I'm thinking's where I'll die.