[intro] G Bb C G Bb C G Bb C G [verse] G I was walking down the street, Bb When out the corner of my eye C Bb F I saw a pretty little thing approaching me. G She said "I've never seen a man Bb Who looks so all alone, C Bb F Could you use a little company? G If you pay the right price Bb Your evening will be nice, C Bb F And you can go and send me on my way." G I said "You're such a sweet young thing Bb Why you do this to yourself?" C Bb F She looked at me and this is what she said, [chorus] G Bb C "Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked, G Bb C Money don't grow on trees. G I got bills to pay, Bb C I got mouths to feed, G Bb C There ain't nothing in this world for free. G I know I can't slow down, Bb C I can't hold back, G Bb C Though you know, I wish I could. G Bb C No there ain't no rest for the wicked, G Bb C Until we close our eyes for good". [verse 2] G Not even fifteen minutes later Bb I'm still walking down the street, C When I saw a shadow of a man Bb F creep out of sight. G Then he swept up from behind Bb And he put a gun up to my head, C He made it clear he wasn't F looking for a fight. G He said "Give me all you've got Bb I want your money not your life, C But if you try to make a F move I won't think twice." G I said "You can have my cash Bb But first you know I got to ask C What made you want to live F this kind of life?" [chorus] G He said "There ain't Bb C no rest for the wicked, G Bb C Money don't grow on trees. G I got bills to pay, Bb C I got mouths to feed, G There ain't nothing Bb C in this world for free. G I know I can't slow down, Bb C I can't hold back, G Bb C Though you know, I wish I could. G Bb C No there ain't no rest for the wicked, G Bb C Until we close our eyes for good". [instrumental] x4 G Bb C [verse 3] G Now a couple hours passed Bb And I was sitting at my house, C The day was winding Bb F down and coming to an end. G So I turned on the TV Bb And flipped it over to the news, C And what I saw I Bb F almost couldn't comprehend. G I saw a preacher man in cuffs he'd taken Bb money from the church, C He's got this bank account Bb F with righteous dollar bills. G But even still I can't say much Bb Because I know we're all the same, C Oh yes we all seek out to Bb F satisfy those thrills. [chorus] G You know, there ain't Bb C no rest for the wicked, G Bb C Money don't grow on trees. G We got bills to pay, Bb C We got mouths to feed, G There ain't nothing Bb C in this world for free. G Oh no we can't slow down, Bb C We can't hold back, G Bb C Though you know, we wish we could. G Bb C No there ain't no rest for the wicked, G Until we close our eyes for good".