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Wealthiest Man
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Wealthiest Man was released on March 21, 2026 by Erik Lindeman Music as a part of the album Wealthiest Man - Single
March 21, 2026
LabelErik Lindeman Music
LanguageEnglish
BPM80
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

The transmission's slipping and the rent just went up
There's a chipped porcelain rim on my coffee cup
I'm overdue for a haircut and a week in the sun
And my list of chores is never quite done
The garden is thirsty and the mailbox is full
Of letters from people with strings they wanna pull
Yeah, I'm running on fumes and a prayer in the dark
Just a tired old dog with a little less bark.
But I hit three green lights on the way from the job
The silence is heavy, but it's no longer a rob
I'm better than before, and I'm almost home.
But the porch light is on and the screen door is swinging
And I can hear the melody my sweet girls are singing
I might be a dollar short and a day behind
But I'm the wealthiest man that you're gonna find
'Cause I got a roof that leaks but a heart that stays dry
And a front-row seat to an open-road sky
Yeah, the bank owns the dirt but they don't own the soul
Of a man living life on blue collar gold.
I walk through the door and I'm ready to crash
Forget about the overtime and the extra cash
My boots are heavy and my pride's a bit bruised
From a world that keeps taking and feeling misused
I was gonna hit the sack, maybe skip the "goodnight"
Leave the dishes in the sink and turn out the light
But then I see those muddy sneakers by the rug
And I find a second wind for a bedtime hug.
Yeah, I hit four green lights on the way from the job
The silence is heavy, but it's no longer a rob
I'm better than before, and I'm almost home.
But the porch light is on and the screen door is swinging
And I can hear the melody my sweet girls are singing
I might be a dollar short and a day behind
But I'm the wealthiest man that you're gonna find
'Cause I got a roof that leaks but a heart that stays dry
And a front-row seat to an open-road sky
Yeah, the bank owns the dirt but they don't own the soul
Of a man living life on blue collar gold.
It's the small wins, brother, like a cold glass of tea
Or the way that my youngest looks just like me
I've got a Savior above and a circle of friends
And a road that feels steady around the next bends!
Yeah, the porch light is on and the screen door is swinging
And I can hear the melody my sweet girls are singing
I might be a dollar short and a day behind
But I'm the wealthiest man that you're gonna find
'Cause I got a roof that leaks but a heart that stays dry
And a front-row seat to an open-road sky
Yeah, the bank owns the dirt but they don't own the soul
Of a man living life on blue collar gold.
Yeah, I'm rich in the ways that money can't buy
Watching those eagles and the hawks in the sky
I'm doing just fine...
Taking nothing for granted tonight.
Yeah, I'm the wealthiest man tonight.
Written by: Erik Lindeman
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