How many times, have you heard somebody saynIf I had his money, I'd do things my waynBut little they know, it's so hard to findnOne rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind.nnCos money can't buy nYouth when you're oldnOr a friend when you're lonelynOr a heart that's grown cold.nnWell once I was living, in fortune and famenAnd I spent all my money, sweet money, playing at gamesnSuddenly it happened, I lost every dimenBut I'm richer by far, with my satisfied mind.nnCos money can't buy backnYouth, when you get oldernOr a friend when you're lonelynOr a heart that's grown coldnOr a friend when you're lonelynOr a heart that's grown cold