Testament Of A Poor Girl

I never had money and I never had cash I never had diamonds and I never had gold The only treasure that I ever did own I gave it away when I sold my soul This is the testament of a poor girl With one foot in the grave and one in the can One last will for my funeral Don't cry for me Just sell my soul The other day I went to my priest And I asked him if he could pray for me He told me that it wouldn't be cheap 'Cause it costs to be the Holy See This is the testament of a poor girl With one foot in the grave and one in the can One last will for my funeral Don't cry for me Just sell my soul The other day I went to my lawyer And I asked him if he could save me He told me that he wouldn't be free 'Cause it costs to have immunity This is the testament of a poor girl With one foot in the grave and one in the can One last will for my funeral Don't cry for me Just sell my soul Track from the album "Tired Of Trouble"