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...
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 undrowned[?]
There's no pain to lament
And no dream undreamt
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