Sounds Like Money... Songtext
von Trey Lewis

Quarter scratchin′ off that two dollar ticket
Silver dollar splashin' in the fountain and a wishin′
Friday hot five o'clock cold beer tippin'
Sounds like money to me, yeah

Penny on the sidewalk, heads up shinin′
Country gold jukebox, pedal steel whining
Homegrown smoke and a little white lighting
Sounds like money to me

You and me writing our own love song
Slippin′ them muddy ole work boots off
Down by the river, underneath the stars
All wrapped up in each other's arms
Slow sippin′ on your honeysuckle kisses like sweet tea
Yeah, sounds like money to me


Ching, ching, baby
Bling, bling, baby
Ding, ding, yeah
Sounds like money to me
Diamond ring, baby
One knee, baby
Hey, whatcha think, girl?
Sounds like money to me

Comin' home to you every day when it ends
Two bedroom with a wrap around fence
Hand me down in the holler, no worries no rent
Sounds like money to me, yeah

You and me writing our own love song
Slippin′ them muddy ole work boots off
Down by the river, underneath the stars
All wrapped up in each other's arms
Slow sippin′ on your honeysuckle kisses like sweet tea
Yeah, sounds like money to me

Ching, ching, baby
Bling, bling, baby
Ding, ding, yeah
Sounds like money to me
Alright

Ching, ching, baby
Bling, bling, baby
Ding, ding, yeah
Sounds like money to me


You and me writing our own love song
Slippin' them muddy ole work boots off
Down by the river, underneath the stars
All wrapped up in each others arms
Slow sippin' on your honeysuckle kisses like sweet tea
You whisperin′ in a country boy′s ear, you're all I ever need
Yeah, sounds like money to me

Ching, ching, baby
Bling, bling, baby
Ding, ding, yeah
Sounds like money to me
Diamond ring, baby
One knee, baby
Hey, whatcha think, girl?
Sounds like money to me