Early in the morning I sneak out of bed,
I put on my make-up and pack up,
Home and bread.
I work all day, think about some kind of miracle ahead.
At the end of the day, nothing is left in my pocket.
(Chorus)
Empty pockets got me running wrong
Empty pockets put me down
Someday, baby, I’ll make my fortune come around.
(Verse)
Once I had a good job, I had money to spare,
And then I got married to a guitar player.
I can read his thoughts, keeping my heart like a delinquent.
At the end of the day, still nothing is left in my pocket.
(Chorus)
Empty pockets got me running wrong
Empty pockets put me down
Someday, baby, I’ll make my fortune come around.
(Bridge)
Wish I had a dollar for every tear I cried,
Wish I was in paradise beyond the sky.
With my man I keep the fact
You know I try, you know I try.
But for too long I’ve been living in a mansion on the hill.
(Chorus)
Empty pockets got me running wrong
Empty pockets put me down
Someday, baby, I’ll make my fortune come around.