Bad boy was headed for work, though it wasn't where he wanted to be
He was takin' a little shortcut when he saw that money tree
Bad boy break to a halt and dug in his pockets for change
Then he called in sick and told the boss that the flu had him doubled in pain
Bad boy looked at the tree up and down and went up and rang the bell
Swore to the lady at the door if the tree fell it'd be hell
Bad boy told her it's dangerous but you're lucky that I'm so nice
Cause I'll cut it down for you cheap and then it'd double the normal price
Bad boy cut that tree on down, told the lady it's no good to burn
Said for an extra hundred it'd be gone when she returned
Bad boy took that walnut tree and eight foot lengths to the mill
He cut it up and sold it off and he's laughin' about it still
Oh, bad boy, you are bad
You're so low down that you'd lie to old ladies
Oh, bad boy, you are bad
There's sunlight on the grass, well for years it was shady
Oh, bad boy, you are bad
You're so low down that you'd lie to old ladies
Oh, bad boy, you are bad
There's sunlight on the grass, well for years it was shady