Three Dollar Bill Songtext
von Maria Muldaur

Catch ya on the fly
And you leave 'em high and dry
But I'm up on your game baby
And your two-bit alibi

But you just won't quit
And you don't even wanna try
You're living out of your suitcase
And the rat-race will run you dry

You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill

Telling your traveling salesman jokes
Like a politician kissing babies, hustlin' votes
Baby, you're just a three dollar bill

Ya weep for the young girls
You love 'em and you leave 'em
Your favorite hobby is
Seduce 'em and leave 'em


But one day you'll get caught
Messing up in the wrong room and
You'll be doing a shotgun wedding
As a twelve gauge groom

You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill

Baby, you've just been a wasting my time
A three dollar bill ain't even worth one dime
Baby, you're just a three dollar bill

You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill

Baby, you're kinda fit and you're phony
You come around here so full of baloney
Baby, you're just a three dollar bill

You're just a three dollar bill
You're just a three dollar bill

Baby, you're nothing but a three dollar bill
I can't use it, I don't want it
I can't spend it, I don't need it

Baby, you're just a three dollar bill