Wrinkled, Crinkled Wadded Dollar Bill(Chords)

	        (G) I've got a lot of (C) blues on my (G) mind 
And at least a million (C) miles be-(G) hind me 
And (D) all that I've got between (C) me {nc} 
And pauper's (G) hill 
Is a wrinkled, crinkled, (D) wadded dollar (G) bill. 
 
(G) Lake Michigan (C) wind sure is (G) cold 
And I need me a (C) jacket for my (G) shoulders 
I could (D) buy one down at the surplus (C) store {nc} 
Cheap cotton (G) twill 
With my wrinkled, crinkled, (D) wadded dollar (G) bill. 
 
But I'm not (D) bound and I never (C) will {nc} 
Be to a (G) wrinkled, crinkled, (D) wadded dollar (G) bill. 
 
It sure smells good at the bakery 
And I stand and let the smell flood over me 
They sell them day old cakes mighty cheaply {nc} 
I could eat my fill 
With my wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill 
                     
Lake Michigan waves hit the beach 
And I stand and let them wash at my feet 
And then I throw it just as far as I can {nc} 
Into the chill 
My wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill. 
 
Cause I'm not bound and I never will {nc} 
Be to a wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill. 
 
(G) No I'm not (D) bound and I never (C) will {nc} 
Be to a (G) wrinkled, crinkled, (D) wadded dollar (G) bill.