Old Joe Riley - Dean Brody

Old Joe Riley owned a fishin shack

With the ocean out front and the bay out back

He had a little boat and a fisherman s tan

When he wasn t out fishin he was sittin in the sand

Then the big boys came and they offered him millions

To put up some condos or a swank hotel

Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway

I could use the money but I just can t sell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

Come on

He said I ve seen the cities eatin up small towns

Where you can t smell the breeze and it s cement ground

You pay to park your car but it ain t safe to walk

Nobody looks you in the eye, don t speak, don t talk

So when the big boys came and they offered him millions

To put up some condos or a swank hotel

Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway

I could use the money but I just can t sell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

Here we go

Yeah the bank lock box there s a deed to some land

With his widow s gold ring a few grains of sand

Joe Riley s granddaughter s gonna face a big choice

I hope she remembers her granddaddy s voice

When the big boys came and they offered him millions

To put up some condos or a swank hotel

Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway

I could use the money but I just can t sell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell

Come on