Goin' Down With The Joneses
I live just outside of Nashville and write country, country/rock, and novelty songs. Thanks for listening.
Lyrics
Goin' Down With The Joneses
(©2009 Bob Beckley/Ronnie Lee Hurst)
We always copied whatever our neighbors would do
If there was somethin' they bought, we would have to get one, too
New truck, bass boat or satellite dish
We never crossed nothin' off our Christmas list
Then the stock market buried our 401K
I got laid off, now I'm sorry to say
(Chorus):
We're goin'down with the Joneses in a sea of debt
Down with the Joneses and we ain't hit bottom yet
The bills keep pourin' in and there's no one to bail us out
We're goin' down with the Joneses, Lord, help us somehow
Now it's red beans and rice and a lot of macaroni and cheese
The piggybank's broke and the dog's down to eatin' fleas
Yard sales, coupons, we're feelin' the pinch
It's time to tighten up the belt another full inch
With the mortgage overdue and no money to pay
We turned to your mom but she turned us away
(Chorus):
We're goin'down with the Joneses in a sea of debt
Down with the Joneses and we ain't hit bottom yet
The bills keep pourin' in and there's no one to bail us out
We're goin' down with the Joneses, Lord, help us somehow
(Bridge):
I called up the preacher for some healin' words
But I hung up the phone just as soon as I heard
(Chorus):
We're goin'down with the Joneses in a sea of debt
Down with the Joneses and we ain't hit bottom yet
The bills keep pourin' in and there's no one to bail us out
We're goin' down with the Joneses, Lord, help us somehow
We're goin' down with the Joneses, Lord, help us somehow
