Deep Pockets - Yonder Mountain String Band

I wish my baby had deep pockets

So we could run around

Spendin' all her money

Paintin' up the town

I wish my baby had deep pockets

I’d love life everyday

She don’t got deep pockets, boys

What’s there left to say

I wish my baby had deep pockets

The deepest ones around

Her momma was made o' money

And her daddy owned the town

I wish my baby had deep pockets

I’d love life everyday

She don’t got deep pockets, boys

What’s there left to say

I wish my baby drove a caddy

The biggest one around

Burnin' all four tires

Around every turn in town

I wish my baby drove a caddy

I’d love life everyday

She don’t drive no caddy, boys

It’s some beat up Chevrolet

I wish my baby cooked me pork chops

The fattest ones around

I’d kiss her in the kitchen

With the cabbage boilin' down

I wish my baby cooked me pork chops

I’d love life everyday

Buy the gravy’s way too lumpy, boys

What’s there left to say