Pocket Full of Change

Intro: Spoken Word

I am Rod Millen, thank you kindly folks

Tonight I’ve got a tale for you, about two dollars

A story from some road or another, some bar or back alley

Listen close, cause sometimes, that’s all you have to your name

This one ain’t about riches or fame

Chorus

All I had was two dollars

Ragged paper, folded tight

Stumbled hungry into morning

Told myself I’d be all right

Post-Chorus

Oh, two dollars, two dollars

Verse 2

Pocket’s empty but I’m laughing

Walking roads I call my own

Dreams are cheap when you are hungry

Spending hope when cash is gone

Pre-Chorus

If kindness came in silver coins

I’d buy a meal of friends

But with two bucks and an old guitar

I’m rich before this ends

Chorus

All I had was two dollars

Ragged paper, folded tight

Stumbled hungry into morning

Told myself I’d be all right

Post-Chorus

Oh, two dollars, two dollars

Bridge

Those two bucks bought me coffee

From a woman with wise blue eyes

She poured warmth into a paper cup

And wished me luck as the sun climbed high

Verse 3

I spent laughter at an old cafe

Traded stories for a little bread

With every mile the road forgave

The heavy weight inside my head

Pre-Chorus

It’s not the bills or pocket change

That measure what I own

But faces met and kindness paid

Out here, I’m never alone

Chorus

All I had was two dollars

But it kept me holding tight

To hope that blinked through empty streets

And carried me through the night

Post-Chorus

Oh, two dollars, two dollars

Outro: Spoken Word

So if you find a couple dollars

Rolled up in your old blue jeans

Remember it’s not the paper that matters

It’s the little peace it brings

Chorus

All I had was two dollars

And a sky with breaking light

Every step, a tiny fortune

Made richer by the night

Post-Chorus

Oh, two dollars, two dollars

Outro

Now I walk with lighter pockets

Stories rattling in my shoes

Bless those days when I was broken

Bless the road, and those two dollars

Extended Outro: Spoken Word

Funny thing about those two dollars

Is I never spent 'em all at once

They stretched across three towns, four sunrises

And a thousand quiet thoughts

Sometimes it’s not the spending, but the keeping, that gets you through

Tag Verse

So here’s to battered wallets

To coins found in dusty drawers

Every journey bought for pennies

And doors you never knew were yours

Tag Chorus

All I had was two dollars

Gray as early morning dew

Turned old troubles into stories

And found a bit of truth

Final Spoken Tag

You hold on to what you can, folks

A dollar, a dream, a moment or two

And you pass it down the line

That’s all any of us ever do

Final Spoken Tag

You hold on to what you can, folks

A dollar, a dream, a moment or two

And you pass it down the line

That’s all any of us ever do