As simple as A – B – C.

It took real guts when I come here,

A’way back in ’63.

I didn’t get very much schoolin’,

Dat seemed a waste of time.

‘N the jobs I had ... all krappy,

Jus’ too much dirt ‘n grime.

But I stuck it out ‘til now, yuh see,

Who knows where things kin lead?

I figgered somethin’ good would break,

Damned sure I could succeed.

They ain’t no one kin tell me dat

I didn’t pay my dues.

T’ prove it I’m retirin’ wid

A million smackeroos.

I guess I otta’ menshun’,

In case yuh wanna know,

Aunt Madge just kicked da’ bucket …

Dat’s where I got da’ dough.