Change The Game (The Tale Of Flint Coffey)
Flint Coffey went down to the country store
With a beer and a heavy heart
He had a throw sack on his shoulder hanging
But it was frayed and torn apart
You couldn't walk a mile in his old shoes
He didn't have none for his feet
Nobody thought too much of that poor old fella
He was known as an old dead beat
He hit a gold rush double won seven hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
Mr. Coffey got married and settled down
He had a baby boy of his own
He did the best he could to help his son to shine
From the seed that he had sown
Well his beautiful wife she never took his last name
Guess she had a bigger plan
When old Flint found out she was digging for gold
He put the screen up o'er his pan
He hit a gold rush double won seven hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
After she filed for divorce and it had finally run its course
He took a walk back to that country store
He hit a gold rush double won ten hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
He hit a gold rush double won ten hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
With a beer and a heavy heart
He had a throw sack on his shoulder hanging
But it was frayed and torn apart
You couldn't walk a mile in his old shoes
He didn't have none for his feet
Nobody thought too much of that poor old fella
He was known as an old dead beat
He hit a gold rush double won seven hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
Mr. Coffey got married and settled down
He had a baby boy of his own
He did the best he could to help his son to shine
From the seed that he had sown
Well his beautiful wife she never took his last name
Guess she had a bigger plan
When old Flint found out she was digging for gold
He put the screen up o'er his pan
He hit a gold rush double won seven hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
After she filed for divorce and it had finally run its course
He took a walk back to that country store
He hit a gold rush double won ten hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till' the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
He hit a gold rush double won ten hundred grand
Held the big winning ticket right in his hand
Now there's a bunch of little leeches didn't care to hear his tale
Till the day Flint Coffey came and tipped the scale
Well he was just a no name and it's a crying damn shame
How they don't even know you till you change the game
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Writer(s): Braxton Bennett
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