Pocket Money Lyrics

No friends, no dreams, no pocket money
There's a wall around my body, a fence around my kind
Nothing comes to me easily not leastwise peace of mind
Still, I keep movin' tryin' to break on through
I don't know nothin' else to do

Peelin' paint above my head is just another sign
Black clouds in the distance gettin' closer all the time
I just gotta keep movin' tryin' to break on through
I don't know nothin' else to do

Sometimes when I think that things
Are bad as they can be
I see a fella standing
Lower down on the ladder than me

Now I'm alive and kickin'
Dust behind my heel
Long as I got my soul
I'm on the good end of the deal

And I'm gonna keep movin'
Tryin' to break on through
I don't know nothin' else to do
I gotta keep movin'

No friends, no dreams
No pocket money
So I'm gonna keep movin'
No pocket money

Carole King - A Natural Woman: The Ode Collection 1968-1976

Feb 1998

1. Hi-De-Ho (By The City)
2. Wasn't Born To Follow (By The City)
3. Up On The Roof
4. Where You Lead
5. Will You Love Me Tomorrow?
6. Tapestry
7. Pocket Money
8. At This Time In My Life
9. Ties That Bind
10. Jazzman
11. Wrap Around Joy
12. Nightingale
13. Really Rosie
14. Alligators All Around
15. You've Got A Firend (Live At Carnegie Hall, NYC)