Rich Man

Written in April of 1996 in Edmonton, Alberta

I once was a rich man, I had more money than I thought I’d ever spend
I once was a rich man, I had more money that I thought I’d ever spend
In what seemed to be a weekend I through it all right out in to the wind

I always had me a dollar in my pocket, I thought my pocket was bottomless
I always had me a dollar in my pocket, I thought my pocket was bottomless
Now, I just hocked my baby’s locket, easy come, easy go, I guess

When the gravy train was pulling out, I had me more dollars than sense
When the gravy train was pulling out, I had me more dollars than sense
When I pulled my last dollar out, my fair weathered friends, they up and went

Well the hard times have hit me, mister, tell me please who they ain’t?
Well the hard times have hit me, mister, tell me please who they ain’t?
Well now the hard times have hit me, like a diesel truck loaded down with freight

I once was a rich man, I had more money than I thought I’d ever spend
I once was a rich man, I had more money that I thought I’d ever spend
In what seemed to be a weekend I through it all right out in to the wind
In what seemed to be a weekend I through it all right out in to the wind
In what seemed to be a weekend I pissed it all right out in to the wind

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