Bill Morrissey Oil Money
I'm sitting in a bar on Morgan City
In the state of Louisian'
Just been made a captain of a cargo boat
I worked my way up from deckhand
They take me for a native here
I've heard my speech turn soft and slow
But it's just been five years since I came down from New Hampshire
To earn my living on the Gulf of Mexico
Oil money can lure a man away from home
And I was one of many, boys, to set off on my own
Oil money, a million jobs in the oil trade
A million dollars waiting to be made
I've got friends here who just came down from the pipeline
I know college boys who work as roustabouts
Well the hours are long but they say you can't beat the pay
And that's what it's all about
So tonight you'll find me drinking
I'll celebrate my promotion then go home
I've got a pocket full of change I don't know what to do with
I've got one eye on the bottle and one eye on the payphone
Hello operator, information for New Hampshire
No town special, anyone will do
There's nobody back there left for me to talk with
I just want to hear the operator talk the way I used to