Don’t got money Barely pocket change
Don’t got a house in the hills of Hollywood fame
Just an average Joe… you could say
But when I’m pickin’ and grinnin’ at the end of every day
I am a rich man, I’ve got lady luck
She give me sweet songs, she fills my cup
I’ve got everything, I could ever need
I’ve got this whole world hanging by A six string
When I’m lonely I’ve got a friend
Always listens, neves speaks with pretense
If I’m hurt, she comforts my pain
When I’m pickin’ and grinnin’ at the end of every day
I am a rich man, I’ve got lady luck
She give me sweet songs, she fills my cup
I’ve got everything, I could ever need
I’ve got this whole world hanging by A six string
I am a rich man,
I’ve got lady luck
She give me sweet songs, she fills my cup
I’ve got everything, everything, everything I could ever need
I’ve got this whole world hanging by A six string
