Ain'T No Rest For The Wicked (Acoustic Version)

Walking down the street without the corner of my eye, saw a pretty little thing approaching me

Never seen a man who looks so all alone, could you use a little company?

Your evening would be nice if you paid the right price, you can then send me on my way

You're such a young sweet thing, why do this to yourself? Do you really want to live this kind of way?

You just say there ain't no rasp on the wicket, money don't grow on a tree

I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, ain't nothing's worth free.

I can't go back, I can't slow down, even though I wish I could.

There ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.