IT'S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY
Travis Tritt
Album: My Honky Tonk History
2004, Columbia Records
Submitted by: christopher r.
5:11 AM 11/27/2004

Capo 3rd Fret

Intro: (E)  (Esus)  (E)  (Esus)  x 2

(E) Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a (A) redneck in the (E) ditch
(A) Big city lawyer called
Said, (E) "son, I'm gonna make you rich
Just (A) put your shoulder (D/A) in a sling
(A) Your neck in a (D/A) brace
(E) We're gonna take his butt to court
Take everything he makes"
It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money  (D)  (A)  (E)

There's a (E) local politician
(A) Says he needed out (E) vote
He'd (A) put 2 chickens in every pot
And (E) pave all the county roads
(A) We ain't seen that (D/A) S.O.B.
Since the (A) day he raised his (D/A) hand
(E) We're still dodgin' potholes
Eatin' potted meat and Spam
It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money
It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money

  A (A) handshake used to (D) be
  (A) All you used (D) need to make a (E) deal - yes, it was
  (A) Now they'll look you (D) in the eye
  (A) Tell you a big old, (D) boldfaced lie
  With a (B) team of lawyers, moving in for the kill
  It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money  (D)  (A)  (E)

They (E) say they are your best friends
As (A) long as you're buying the (E) rounds
They'll (A) light your smoke, tell you jokes
At (E) every bar in town
As (A) soon as you hit some (D/A) hard times
And the (A) good times disa(D/A)ppear
You're (E) all alone, they're all gone
One thing is so clear
It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money
It's (A) all (D) a(A)bout (D) the (E) money