It's Only Money - Robin Trower

Call me brother,

All the while back stabbing me;

Sister, mother,

Some of these in misery

It’s only money,

And money don’t satisfy

My wine to water,

Yes, my gold you turned to dust

Go to your altar

We not forgive where evil must

It’s only money,

And money don’t satisfy

Call me gypsy,

But to survive is in my blood

Call me gypsy,

Break my skin but not my blood

It’s only money

It’s only money

It’s only money