Sourdough

Saver, squirrel all Keeper of the moss I can't afford a poncho To shield your from it all Working for that sourdough A world when we're asleep A world when we're apart I will become a craftsman To engineer our loss Working for that sourdough You are my gold Save all you got and live happily Pluck you some buds from doughboy creek Work, work, work Work, work, work You are my gold You are my gold You are my gold You are my gold Ka-ching Ka-ching