Texty: Johnny Winter. The Winter of '88. Mother Earth.

You may high hat me all the time
You may never look my way
Mother earth is layin' for you
That's the debt you got to pay

Don't care how great you are
I don't care what you're worth
'Cause when it all comes down
You got to go back to mother earth

You may have a lot of money
Diamonds and pearls
You may have your own airplane
To fly all over this world

Don't care how great you are
I don't care how much you're worth
I don't care what you're worth
When it all winds up you got to go back
To mother earth, mother earth, mother earth

You may play the horses, baby
You may own your own race track
You may have enough money, darlin'
To buy anything you lack

Don't care how great you are
I don't care what you're worth, what you're worth
'Cause when it all comes down
You got to go back to mother earth