Written By: David Johnston & Benny 'Burle' Galloway
Appears on: Old Hands, Mountain Tracks Vol. 3
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I wish my baby had deep pockets
So we could run around
Spendin' all her money
Paintin' up the town
I wish my baby had deep pockets
I'd love life everyday
She don't got deep pockets, boys
What's there left to say
I wish my baby had deep pockets
The deepest ones around
Her momma was made o' money
And her daddy owned the town
I wish my baby had deep pockets
I'd love life everyday
She don't got deep pockets, boys
What's there left to say
I wish my baby drove a caddy
The biggest one around
Burnin' all four tires
Around every turn in town
I wish my baby drove a caddy
I'd love life everyday
She don't drive no caddy, boys
It's some beat up Chevrolet
I wish my baby cooked me pork chops
The fattest ones around
I'd kiss her in the kitchen
With the cabbage boilin' down
I wish my baby cooked me pork chops
I'd love life everyday
Buy the gravy's way too lumpy, boys
What's there left to say
