A Little Left Over — текст песни (Vince Gill)

I work my fingers to the bone
But you won`t hear me cry and moan
A workin` man don`t need no welfare line

Well I`ll never be a millionaire
And frankly I don`t even care
`Cause all I need to have a real good time

Is a little left over
On Saturday night
If my bills are paid my plans are made
And everything`s alright
Put on my ropers and them wranglers fittin` tight
Got a little left over
And it`s Saturday night

I don`t drink but I love to dance
With those sweet young things in their cowboy hats
These country girls will be the death of me
If that`s the way I gotta go
Lord I hope I die real slow
`Till I do I`ll tell you all I need

Chorus