Lyrics

Ain't you wealthy, ain't you wise? Ain't you made to give to me? Ain't it all good enough to sing? It's a wondrous day to see The joy I hold in me While I leave Now you've seen the evil eye Hold on to me while I cry And ain't you wealthy, ain't you wise? Ain't you made to give to me? Ain't it all good enough to sing? Well, the moon is very low It watches while I go Where I go Bound in blankets and blond hair You'll be shocked to find me there Ain't you wealthy, ain't you wise? Ain't you made to give to me? Ain't it all good enough to sing? There's no pain to lament And no dream undreamt There's no pain to lament And no dream undreamt Thank you very, very much
Writer(s): Will Oldham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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