Lyrics of
Pay

my dad he had a friend
was lowdown till the end
everything he did it came out wrong
no matter how hard he tried
he never cheated he never lied
he had a shotgun in his hand when he died
Chorus
everybodys got their own way
yeah tomorrows another day
make of it what you will
as your climbin' up that hill
and always be prepared to pay, hey hey
I knew a man guitar in his hand