Workin' For MCA

Seven years of hard luck comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yes, up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister, every honky-tonk
Along come Mr. Yankee slicker, sayin' "Maybe you're what I want"

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

Oh, 9000 dollars, that's all we could win
But we smiled at the Yankee slicker with a big ol' Southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California, gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all of my money, mister, maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

Oh, slickers took my money since I was 17
If it ain't no pencil pusher, then it got to be a honky-tonk queen
But I'll sign my contract, baby, and I want you people to know
That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA



Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie Van Zant, Edward C. King
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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