B A E Seven years of hard luck, coming down on me From the Florida border, yes up to Nashville Tennessee I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honky tonk Along come Mr. Yankee Slicker, saying maybe you're what I want Chorus: F# Want you to sign your contract Want you to sign today Gonna give you lots of money E Workin' For MCA 9000 dollars, that's all we could win But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin They're gonna take me out to California gonna make me a superstar Just pay me all my money, mister, maybe you won't get a scar Chorus Oh suckers took my money since I was seventeen If it ain't no pencil pusher, then it got to be a honky tonk queen But I'll sign my contract baby, and I want you people to know That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E F# B |