Betty didn't have a dollar in her pocket
Didn't have a dollar
But she didn't let that stop her
Hard to get far without a dollar
Betty didn't care
There's nothing that can stop her
Betty didn't care
She had nothing in her pocket
Cause you don't need much
Once you got it
Betty woke up when the brick broke the window
Cleaned up the mess and went to work
At the come and go
She told her boss
Why she was late
He told her he was tired of hearing her complain
Betty, shut up
She didn't bet
And I bet he wasn't used to ever wondering why
Betty got home
Her mama was mad
Told her she should go live somewhere else and be bad
Told her if she hadn't dated Jimmy like she said
There wouldn't be bricks getting thrown in her bed
She said
Daddy, baddie, baddie, what will I do with you?
I tried to train you right
But honey, I'm through
You've been more trying than you've been able to get
You've been more trouble than a girl should ever be
I always thought you'd be the death of me
Betty didn't say a word
Didn't even cry
Betty wasn't used to ever wondering why
Betty thought she could use a little fresh air
Her mom was crying and it was hard to care
She went outside and it was better there
And then she smelled the smell of her mother's death
And all the cigarettes and beer
Betty saw Jimmy
Spinnin' on the corner
Waitin' with his friends
And she knew it was for her
He didn't turn
But she could tell
That he was smilin'
Cause she knew him so well
Betty stopped lookin' as her life
Flashed by
Betty just started wonderin'
Why
Betty started walkin'
I walked right past the corner
I'm just doin' this again
Had her eye fixed on
What was before her
Suddenly as if the light was comin' through a crack
She knew that she was leavin'
She was never goin' back
Betty didn't stop as her tears arose
Rollin' through her eyes
Betty didn't plan
Oh, she just started, she didn't plan, whatever
I can't remember that
Betty walked clear to the outskirts of town
Ha!
The slow train
Headed south
Oh, ho!
Ho, ho!
Slept in a boxcar
Slept in a boxcar
A couple of nights
Got off in Birmingham
Stayed out the Y
Caught a ride in Jacksonville
Got a good job
Workin' with this really nice guy named
Okay, so when the song was first written
And before I knew the real Betty
It ended with this really nice guy named Bob
Because that rhymes with you know
got a good job. And then I met Betty and her husband's name is Tatacho. So working
with this really nice guy named Tatacho.
Betty didn't care, she had nothing in her pocket. Cause you don't need much, once you got it.