Give me a dime

I was born in a hurricane I had to pay the price Mama left me by the train Daddy rolled the dice I was raised by a rolling lad Had no bed had no home I was travelling from town to town Out for money to loan I was raised to be the seventh son A down payment son of a gun

When all the others graduated I bought myself a gun Used it for some fast cash I know how to run Punched my way through the underground Nobody there to knock me down So give me Franklin, give me your queen Give me silver, give me your king I was raised to be the seventh son A down payment son av a gun

I never was a gentleman Don’t know how to spell my name I tried my luck in a poker game All I got was the shame Easy living wasn’t meant for me But what can I do? So give me Franklin, give me your queen Give me silver, give me your king

I want to be a millionaire A fine suit is what I wanna wear Gimme me a dime