Greedy Songtext
von Ritch Henderson

Greedy′s down in North Alabama, and he's still selling weed
If you catch him on a Thursday night, he can get you amphetamine. He don′t really mind all the trouble; It's the run-ins with the law. Sunday morning at the Baptist Church; he puts God right before all
The only way he knows, Who am I to judge? The bank ain't gonna budge when pushing comes to shove, no
Greedy′s down in north Alabama, he′s a shakin' out his books. He′s been paying more than minimum wage for "the five" not to take a look. He'd have it all lined out, but he just can′t help himself. He's been seeing that pretty little thing with the badge up there on her shelf
The only way she knows, when daddy′s never home. She told me more than once she hates to be alone
The only way she knows, her daddy's never home. She's told me more than once, she hates to be alone
Greedy′s down in North Alabama and he′s still selling weed. If you catch him on a Thursday night, he can get you amphetamine