I’m a Deadbeat

The inspiration for this song was a certain woman who was disappointed to learn that I was not as financially secure as she had believed.

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LYRICS

I promised you the moon
now we’re in this greasy spoon
it’s hamburgers and fries
instead of lobster.
I was rolling pretty high
I suppose you thought that I
was a doctor, or a lawyer,
or a mobster
Now I know just how you feel
and it’s time I reveal
I’m not quite the real deal.
To your question, who am I
I have only one reply:

I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do
I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do

I owe Mastercard and Visa
Uncle Joe and Aunt Teresa
and my telephone is ringing night and day
cause my creditors are calling
and they say that I am stalling
I'm not stalling—I do not intend to pay

I would dally and I’d diddle
but still I’d pay a little
and every month I’d pay a little more
at the rate that I was goin’
I knew I’d still be owin’
until about the year 3004.

I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do
I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do

I owe Sears and JC Penney
and a bookie name of Benny
and with Benny there aren't many who renege
and he says if I don't pay him
There's gonna be some mayhem
I know it’s gonna cost an arm and leg

There's some bank in South Dakota
I ain't paid one iota
they're gonna take my car now any day
it used to be a clunker
but now it's just a junker
they're gonna have to tow that heap away

I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do
I'm a deadbeat
do-do-da-li-do

Now my creditors are calling
and they say that I am stalling
I'm not stalling—I do not intend to pay

So I guess it's time we parted
I'm broke and brokenhearted
my tears, they are as salty as these fries
You know that I've adored ya
But I just can't afford ya
I only know that I'm up to my neck, so
before you leave me lonely
I'll ask you one thing only
my darling, angel,
won't you get the check
Words and Music by Gilley Gray ©2014