Johnny Cash After Taxes Lyrics

After Taxes Lyrics

I feel so good come payday

I think of all the things I'm gonna

Buy when I pick up my pay



Don't you know, but then they hand me

That little brown envelope

I peep inside, Lord I lose all hope



'Cause from those total wages earned

Down to that net amount that's due

I feel the painful sense of loss between the two



There goes that bracelet for her arm

There goes that new fence for my farm

There goes that brand new Pontiac

There goes the shirt right off my back



You can dream about a honeymoon for two

You can dream but that's about all you can do

'Cause by the time old Uncle Sam gets through with you



You can buy her a pair of hose

A little powder for her nose

And take her down to Sloppy Joe's for beer

And stew them are the facts after tax



You can dream about vacation in the sun

You can dream but you can't never have you one

'Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets done



You've got just enough for gas

To see them city limits pass

And if you get back home fourth class

I'd say you won



There goes that bracelet for her arm

There goes that new fence for my farm

Send back that short wave radio cancel that trip to Mexico

Forget that brand new Pontiac

There goes the shirt right off my back