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Text: Social Distortion. Can't Take It With You.

I?ll tell you something, baby, that?s a fact
Never see a hearse with a luggage rack
All your money, your hard earned pay
It don?t mean shit, babe, at the end of the day

Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Oh no, you can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you when you go

As sure as life, and the light of day
I?ll tell you something I?ve heard them say
It don?t matter, baby, what you?re worth
Seems we all, we all go back to Mother Earth

Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Oh no, you can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you when you go

Work all your life, you?ve become a slave
There ain?t no spending when you?re in the grave
Even if it?s raining thousand dollar bills
Think of me, baby, in your mansion on the hill

Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you, can?t take it with you
Oh no, you can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you
Can?t take it with you when you go

Can?t take it with you [repeat until end]