Marty Robbins - Rich Man, Rich Man Lyrics
Rich man, rich man got all the good landAin't nothin' left but bad land for the poor manRich man's money, rich man's schoolDid they make the poor man, rich man's foolRich man, rich man never have dirty handsNever hold a plow that's turnin' his landPoor man holds it day by dayDid they make the poor man, rich man's slaveI work the field come rain or shineWhat else can I doI have nothing nor has mineAre we rich man's foolsPoor man, poor man always be a poor manSit at the end of day then I'm a tired manRich man's money, rich man's schoolDid they make the poor man, rich man's foolRich man worried 'bout all the money spentWorried 'bout taxes, he owes the governmentThen on payday poor man shinesThey can't tax just one thin dimeGod loves both of us rich and poor alikeLoves us both the same, equal within his sightHas no favourites, this I knowFor the good book tells me soWealth can't buy a home on highNot all the worldly goldFaith, on bended knees, can buyA home in saviour's soulRich and poor the same, no good without the flameI mean the flame of love, sent down from God aboveIf our Faith in Him we loseRich or poor, we're both a fool
