It Pays Big Money - Mark Chesnutt

My oldest brother Tommy

Was a lineman rest his soul

His job was hanging hot wires

On them power company poles

I said with all of that high voltage

Don’t it scare you half to death?

He said it makes me kinda nervous

But I just can’t help myself

It pays big money and boy I’m into that

It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance

I’ll tell you sonny, you ought to see my bank account

It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now

My dear departed cousin

Used to put in forty hours

Changing all them light bulbs

On them television towers

Every morning bright and early

He’d climb up in the sky

And I didn’t understand it

So one day I asked him why, he said

It pays big money and boy I’m into that

It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance

I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account

It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now

My late Uncle Charlie

Was a demolition man

And he traveled all over the country

Blasting holes in this great land

And he carried a case of dynamite

Everywhere he went

And he’d smoke them big long cigars

'Til it got the best of him, but

It pays big money and boy I’m into that

It pays big money if you’re willin' to take a chance

I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account

It paid big money but he sure can’t spend it now

Now the moral of this story

Is don’t go getting' yourself killed

Be kind to your rich relatives

And they might just leave you in their will

That pays big money having foolish kin

It pays big money, I guess I owe it all to them

I’ll tell you sonny you ought to see my bank account

It pays big money think I’ll go spend some of it now…