Nothin' for Nothin'

Here is "Nothin' for Nothin' Never"

Nowhere

Tell 'em all about it

Tell 'em all about it

Well the man they call poor Richard said

"Early to rise and early to bed

But you ain't gonna catch me fallin' for that pitch"

It might make you healthy and wealthy and wise

But you can tell that jazz to them other guys

'Cause if that's so true, why wasn't poor Richard rich?

Well you pay to come, you pay to go

And all life long it's a search for dough

Anything free is mighty rare

You gets nothin' for nothin' nowhere

Nowhere

Tell 'em all about it

Tell 'em all about it

Well I used to go to the grocery store

With a five buck bill, not a penny more

And I bought more food than a single girl could pack (on her back)

Nowadays I take me a wad of dough

To the supermarket when I go

And I carry my groceries home in a tiny sack (sad sack)

That's right

Well you pay to come, you pay to go

And all life long it's a search for dough

Anything free is mighty rare

You gets nothin' for nothin' nowhere

Tell 'em all about it

Tell 'em all about it

Well I worked real hard, fit to break my back

So one day I had a heart attack

The consequences really made me seethe (Seethe)

When I laid eyes on my doctor bill

I got so mad I was fit to kill

'Cause he made me pay for the oxygen I breathe

Well you pay to come, you pay to go

And all life long it's a search for dough

Anything free is mighty rare

You gets nothin' for nothin' nowhere

Well you just might say we're the average man

'Cause we're livin' on the installment plan

For our life and our health we've got the Lord to thank

For the house and car, if the truth be known

Though we call them ours, they ain't ours alone

'Cause if we don't pay they get taken back by the bank (Fast, quick)

Well you pay to come, you pay to go

And all life long it's a search for dough

Anything free is mighty rare

You gets nothin' for nothin'

You gets nothin' for nothin'

You gets nothin' for nothin'

You gets nothin' for nothin'

You gets nothin' for nothin' nowhere

Thad Jones, Thad Jones

Of the Michigan Joneses, Thad

Booker Irwin, ladies and gentlemen, Booker Irwin

On drums Jimmy Smith

On bass George Andrew Tucker

Thank you, thank you

Leading the trio, ladies and gentlemen, from Brooklyn, New York

The ubiquitous, the imperturbable, the

Virtually indefatigable, Gildo Mahoney

Nothing for Nothing