Tom Petty
Lyrics by Billy Hubbard

Well I’m wasting my time in the bucket
for a dime
And I’m working all day like the
sun don’t shine
When I get out and I head back to my shack
I see another sunset that I’ll never get back

I’m trading all my time for money
And I wanna trade my money back

When somebody asks me what I do to get around
I say I’m an elite member of the underground
I’m the coalminer, bossman, the taxman
all in one
The only difference is the others dig deeper
than some

I’m trading all my time for money
And I wanna trade my money back

Don’t have the words, I can just see it comin’
Like I’m stopped dead on the tracks and don’t
feel like running
So when you spend your time in a life of labor
Hope it helps to know your only worth ink and
paper

I’m trading all my time for money
And I wanna trade my money back