Bad boy was headed for work, though it wasn't where he wanted to beHe was takin' a little shortcut when he saw that money treeBad boy break to a halt and dug in his pockets for changeThen he called in sick and told the boss that the flu had him doubled in painBad boy looked at the tree up and down and went up and rang the bellSwore to the lady at the door if the tree fell it'd be hellBad boy told her it's dangerous but you're lucky that I'm so niceCause I'll cut it down for you cheap and then it'd double the normal priceBad boy cut that tree on down, told the lady it's no good to burnSaid for an extra hundred it'd be gone when she returnedBad boy took that walnut tree and eight foot lengths to the millHe cut it up and sold it off and he's laughin' about it stillOh, bad boy, you are badYou're so low down that you'd lie to old ladiesOh, bad boy, you are badThere's sunlight on the grass, well for years it was shadyOh, bad boy, you are badYou're so low down that you'd lie to old ladiesOh, bad boy, you are badThere's sunlight on the grass, well for years it was shady