You want me to go and steal a million dollars
You make me fight an army, win and get away
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say
You expect me to lay down the Crown Jewels at your feet
Pour upon you gold and silver too
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say
Nasty things that you ran away from will catch you up again
Heroes that you try to be like will make you feel your pain
There'll you sit alone and lonely, everything'll turn gray
You try to figure how the high life came and made you insane
You want me to go out and steal a million dollars
You want me to fight an army, win and get away
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say
You want me to go and steal a million dollars
You want me to fight an army, win and get away
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say
You expect me to lay down the Crown Jewels at your feet
You want me to pour upon you gold and silver too
I've got so many things to tell you
So many things to say
Artist: Tammy Wynette
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