Rich man rest easy no sweat on his brow
Give me the poor man with his hand on the plow
A man who seeks shelter in the company he keeps
Sewing the seeds that one day he'll reap
Fortune looks precious on a big silver screen
Money can buy pretty things
But money can't buy you the happiness you seek
Would you rather have a rich man or a poor man like me
You can gain a whole world but you're sure to lose your soul
Greed like a hunger will leave your heart cold
A man who knows victory and also defeat
Will find himself sittin' in a heavenly seat
Fortune looks precious on a big silver screen
Money can buy pretty things
But money can't buy you the happiness you seek
Would you rather have a rich man or a poor man like me
When my life is o'er and the lord says it's time
I won't weigh my wealth in dollars and dimes
I'll measure my treasure by the ones at my side
That brought me much joy to this little life of mine
Fortune looks precious on a big silver screen
Money can buy pretty things
But money can't buy you the happiness you seek
Would you rather have a rich man or a poor man like me
Would you rather have a poor man or a rich man like me