Seven years of hard luck
Comin' down on me
From the Florida border
Yes, up Nashville, Tennessee

I worked in every joint you can name, mister
Every honky tonk
Along come Mr Yankee Slicker sayin'
“Maybe you're what I want”

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

9000 dollars
To just sow at the wind
But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker
With a big ol' Southern grin

They're gonna take me out to California
Gonna make me a superstar
Just to pay me all my money
Mister, maybe you won't get a star

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA

Yeah, slickers took my money
Since I was seventeen
If it ain't no pencil pusher
Then it got to be a honky tonk queen

But I'll sign my contract, baby
I want you people to know
Every penny that I make
I gotta see where my money goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' for MCA