Michael Head - Money, O! lyrics
[Michael Head - Money, O! lyrics]
I knew no joy till I went poor
For many a false man as a friend
Came knocking all day at my door
Then felt I like a child that holds
A trumpet that he must not blow
Because a man is dead I dared
Not speak to let this false world know
Much have I thought of life, and seen
How poor men's hearts are ever light
And how their wives do hum like bees
About their work from morn till night
So, when I hear these poor ones laugh
And see the rich ones coldly frown
Poor men, think I, need not go up
So much as rich men should come down
When I had money, money, O!
My many friends proved all untrue
But now I have no money, O!
My friends are real, though very few