 The very thing that makes you rich lyrics ( Ry cooder )   
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Artist : Ry cooder
Song : The very thing that makes you rich
(s. bailey)
(c#m) - (g#m7) - (g#7) - (f#7) - (e) - (b)
My father (c#m) told me, lying (g#m7) on his bed
of (c#m) death,
"boy," he says, "woman she’s gonna
make it, don’t fool your (g#7) self
’cause she’s got (c#m) something to make a man
(f#7) lay that money, uh, right in her hand
And the very (e) thing that makes her (b) rich
will make you (c#m) poor (f#7)
The very thing that makes her (g#7) rich will
make you (c#m) poor"
That’s right!
Well, I put you behind the wheel of a deuce and a
quarter, yes I did
Had you living like a rich man’s daughter, yes I
did, I sure did
While you were living high on the hog
You had me down here scuffling like a dog
Well, the very thing that makes you rich makes me
poor
The very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Don’t you never ever make such a bad mistake
You know I’d rather climb into bed with a
rattlesnake
Then to work hard every day bringing that woman
all my pay
The very thing that makes you rich makes me
poor,
Makes me so damn poor
The thing that makes her rich makes me poor
The very thing that makes you rich make me poor
Very thing that makes you rich makes me poor
Makes me so damned poor
Money won’t change it, no no...
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