Rich Man's Bluff (feat. David Pippin)

(one, two, three, four)

If I wrote a story, I'd write it about you

I'd put you in a castle with a hundred pairs of shoes

If I found a dollar, you know what I would do?

I'd run all the way back home and give it right to you

I can't move the mountains and I don't have flying cars

But I'll give you a ride down the street on my rusty handlebars

I can't make it rain and I'm not a superstar

But I can write a song for you on my grandfathers guitar

It may not be a lot

When a little is enough

But I call the rich man's bluff

They might have a butler and a cruising motor yacht

But I'm sure they have a therapist they see an awful lot

I might not have the power to give you all you want

But I know happy endings can't ever be bought

No, it may not be a lot

When a little is enough

The world is filled with stuff

But I have no need for fluff

I call the rich man's bluff

(ahhhhhh)

(ayyai ayyah eeyai)

In a world full of gold

We have treasures unopposed

The rich can try to satisfy

But joy isn't something sold

The meak can be so bold

No, it may not be a lot

When a little is enough

The world is filled with stuff

But I have no need for fluff

Shiny lamps will rust

Your presence is my silver dust

I call the rich man's bluff