Dov Beck-Levine - Sonny B Lyrics

My mama always told me,
Let good folks carry on
My mama always told me,
Let good folks carry on
But when I get my hands on that Sonny,
You better get yourself gone

Dont' want you hanging 'round here,
Cause I've made him some plans, you know
Said I don't want you hanging 'round here when I find him,
Cause I've made him some plans, you know
See Sonny B owes me bad,
And he's gon pay what he owe

A dollar's a dollar, no matter the day
But it ain't worth a martyr cut down in the fray
He should've finished what he started, shoulda left me in that grave
Sonny B when I find you I'm gon put you away, oh lord

When I was a gambler,
I carried a gun
When I was a gambler,
I carried a gun
So if I was Sonny,
I'd fold em and run

A dollar's a dollar, no matter the day
But it ain't worth a martyr cut down in the fray
You should've finished what you started, shoulda left me in that grave
Sonny B when I find you I'm gon put you away, oh lord

Blood red stain that IOU, Sonny B gon pay his due
Blood red stain that IOU, Sonny B gon pay his due
Blood red stain that IOU, Sonny B gon pay his due
Blood red stain that IOU, Sonny B gon pay his-
(Here we go)

(Ay!)

A dollar's a dollar, no matter the day
But it ain't worth a martyr cut down in the fray
You should've finished what you started, left me down in that grave
Sonny B when I find you I'm gon put you away, oh lord