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How many times, have you heard somebody say If I had his money, I'd do things my way But little they know, it's so hard to find One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind. Cos money can't buy Youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonely Or a heart that's grown cold. Well once I was living, in fortune and fame And I spent all my money, sweet money, playing at games Suddenly it happened, I lost every dime But I'm richer by far, with my satisfied mind. Cos money can't buy back Youth, when you get older Or a friend when you're lonely Or a heart that's grown cold Or a friend when you're lonely Or a heart that's grown cold From Letras Mania