Dime and a Dollar

With a whoop and a holler and a dime and a dollar

I'm a lucky son of a gun

Wherever I go I guess you know

I tip my hat to none

With a whoop and a holler and a dime and a dollar

I'm a lucky son of a gun.

I'm just a rollin' stone, I wander on my own,

And always take my own advice

I've travelled every trail, and never been in jail