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I ain't got no money,
Ain't got no time.
Ain't got no whiskey,
Ain't got no wine...
No, I ain't got nothin but this old heart of mine
That's been broke a million times.
No, I ain't got nothin',
Not a dollar to my name.
I ain't got no pride,
I ain't got no shame.
No, I ain't got nothin but a whole lot of pain
For a girl named Diasy Jane.
So hey, Daisy Jane,
Look me in the face and say you do...
Ooh... ooh...
Hey, Daisy Jane,
Tell me, 'cause I just ain't got a clue.
Tell me you still love me,
'Cause all I got is you.
I ain't got no job,
I don't pay no union dues.
I ain't got no classy pair of
Sunday shoes.
No, I aon't got nothin but these old Monday blues,
'Cause I fell so hard for you.
And I ain't got no diploma
From no high class school.
I ain't nobody, but I ain't nobody's fool.
But if you believe in me like I believe in you,
At least you'll know our love is true.
So hey, Daisy Jane,
Look me in the face and say you do...
Ooh, ooh...
Hey, Daisy Jane, tell me 'cause I just ain't got a
clue...
Tell me you still love me,
'Cause all I got is you.
All I got is you...
© 1989
By: Scott Douglas Sanford
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