After Taxes lyrics

I feel so good come payday

I think of all the things I'm gonna buy

When I pick up my pay

Don't you know,

Then they hand me that little brown envelope

I peep inside and Lord, I lose all hope

'Cause from those total wages earned

Down to that net amount that's due

I feel a painful sense of loss between the two

(Federal tax)

There goes that bracelet for her arm

(County tax)

There goes that new fence for my farm

(State income tax)

There goes that brand new Pontiac

(Withholding tax)

There goes the shirt right off my back

You can dream about a honeymoon for two

Yes, you can dream, but that's about all you can do

'Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets through

You can buy her a pair of hose

A little powder for her nose

Take her down to Sloppy Joe's for beer and stew

Them are the facts after tax

You can dream about vacations in the sun

Oh, you can dream, but you can't ever have you one

'Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets done

You've got just enough for gas

To see them city limits pass

And if you get back home fourth class, I'd say you won

(Federal Tax)

There goes that bracelet for her arm

(County tax)

There goes that new fence for my farm

(Luxury tax)

Oh, send back that short wave radio

(Insurance tax)

Cancel that trip to Mexico

(State income tax)

Forget that brand new Pontiac

(Withholding tax)

There goes the shirt right off my back

• Artist:Johnny Cash
• Album:I Would Like to See You Again (1978)