Songtext Yakety axe Mark Knopfler

Yakety axe

Poverty
Stricken
But
Still
I'm
A-Stickin'
To
The
Things
I
Know
To
Be
Facts
One
Day
It's
Feathers
And
The
Next
Day
Chicken
While
I'm
Pickin'
My
Yakety
Axe
Ev'rybody
Says
That
I
Never
Will
Get
Far,
Keepin'
Out
Of
Work
By
Pickin'
This
Guitar
Livin'
On
A
Shoe-String,
Puttin'
Off
Things
Like
A
Shave
And
A
Hair
Cut
Money
Don't
Matter
As
Long
As
I
Scatter
A
Little
Bit
Of
Happiness
Around
If
People
Keep
A
Grinnin'
I
Figure
I'm
A
Winnin'
My
Good
Old
Yakety
Sound
City
Folks
Go
Around
Turnin'
Up
Their
Noses
And
Countin'
Their
Greenbacks
And
Smellin'
Their
Roses
But
I
Wouldn't
Trade
My
Yakety
Axe,
Even
For
A
T-Bone
I'm
Confessin'
I
Never
Took
A
Lesson,
All
My
Notes
Are
A
Matter
Of
Guessin'Hopin'
They'll
Come
Out
In
Some
Kinda
Of
Manner
That'll
Make
The
Yakety
Sound
So
If
You're
In
The
Mood
And
Your
Feet
Start
Tappin'And
You
Feel
Laid
Back
And
Your
Hands
Start
Clappin'Then
I'll
Have
Done
What
I
Wanted
To
From
Way
Back
You're
Diggin'
My
Yakety
Axe
Now,
A
Pick