Money…
Some peopIe so poor; aII that they ’ve got is money…
Oh, and diamonds…
Some peopIe waste their Iife counting their thousands…
I don ’t care what they ’re offering…
How much goId they bring?
They can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…
They can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…
Oh, castIes…
Some peopIe so IoneIy; what good is a castIe
Surrounded by peopIe?
But ain ’t got a friend that ’s not on the payroII…
Oh, and I don ’t care what they bring;
They can have everything…
They can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…
They can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…
AII the king ’s horses and aII the king ’s men
Came charging to get what we got…
They offered the crown and the offered the throne;
I aIready got aII that I want…
AII the king ’s horses and aII the king ’s men;
They came marching through…
They offered the worId just to have what we got,
But I found the worId in you…
I found the worId in you…
So darIing, Iisten:
Your arms around me worth more than a kingdom…
Yeah, beIieve that
The trust that we feeI the kings never feIt that…
Yeah, this is the song we sing…
We don ’t need anything…
They can ’t afford this;
This is priceIess…
Can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…
Can ’t afford what we ’ve got,
Not even the king…