Lyrics:

Gold out there, out in California
Get you a map to the dutchman mine
Picking up gold with our bare hands baby
When we got there it was stone bone dry

Easy money, is a hard life baby all in all

Loafing around, smoking and drinking
Woke up this morning and you didn't have a dime.
Out on the street do you some dealing
Your best friend baby was the police all the time


Easy money, is a hard life baby all in all

Got yourself kissing rich men baby
Buys you anything that your little heart desires
Lots of clothes, trips to mexico
But everybody know that he can't light your fire

Easy money is a hard life baby
Easy money is a hard life baby all in all

Easy money is a hard life baby
Easy money is a hard life baby all in all