Ry Cooder

The Very Thing That Makes You Rich (makes Me Poor)

Ry Cooder


My father told me, lying on his bed of death,
Boy, he says, woman she's gonna make it, don't
fool your self 
'Cause she's got something to make a man lay that
money, uh, right in her hand 
And the very thing that makes her rich will make you
poor 
The very thing that makes her rich will make you poor" 
That's right! 

Well, I put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a quarter, yes I
did 
Had you living like a rich man's daughter, yes I did, I sure did

While you were living high on the hog 
You had me down here scuffling like a dog 
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me poor 
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor 

Don't you never ever make such a bad mistake 
You know I'd rather climb into bed with a rattlesnake 
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman all my pay 
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor, 
Makes me so damn poor 
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor 
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor 
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor 
Makes me so damned poor 

Money won't change it, no no...