Lyrics

WOODEN NICKELS
(Brady Harris)

Don’t spend wooden nickels
You got them for free
It’s the Great Depression
It’s the World’s Fair
It’s Chicago, 1933

They spent all your money
Bankrupting your country
There’s a great lesson
Lost somewhere
It’s the US down on its knees

My money ain’t worth a thing
And it’s all that I need
Time’s mine to waste
But it ain’t mine to keep

No it ain’t mine to keep
No it ain’t mine to keep
No it ain’t mine to keep
Help me brother please

They spent all your money
Bankrupting your country
There’s a great lesson
Lost somewhere
It’s the US down on its knees

The elite used to meet
Down on ol’ Wall Street
They had it figured out
Til the money it ran out

And they gave into greed
Yeah they gave into greed
Yeah they gave into greed
Help me brother please

Don’t spend wooden nickels
You got them for free
It’s the Great Depression
It’s the World’s Fair
It’s Chicago, 1933

They spent all your money
Bankrupting your country
There’s a great lesson
Lost somewhere
It’s the US down on its knees
It’s the US down on its knees
Help me brother please