buck owens
white satin bed
Hangin' on to every nickel and every dime never had a dollar to call mine I gotta work tomorrow just to pay for the day Well I worked all that I can stand now I long for the day Then I can sleep in my white satin bed with a red velvet pillow for my head They'll lower me into my grave with gropes of gold and bread And I'll sleep for eternity in my white satin bed Well I never had no soft warm bed before just a cold park bench or a boxcar floor Thumbin' north to the coal mines or south to cotton fields Oh hangin' on it won't be long till I'll know how it feels To sleep in my white satin bed... Yes I'll sleep for eternity in my white satin bed