Money stole my lady
Fools have a way of making me crazy
Money buy you freedom
Rules have a way of making me lazy
And so we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell
Money make you feel unhappy
Fools have a way of making me crazy
And so we grow a little older
With another tale to tell
So we grow a little colder
With another tale to tell
(c)1971 tom evans