Too Many Dollars, Not Enough Sense

This world is filled, with many kinds of people
Most of them, so poor
They can hardly, pay the rent
Then, there's another kind
Lots of funny people
Too many dollars, not enough sense

Rich man's son
He goes away, to college
Has such fun
No work, and all play

He's not there, for getting any knowledge
He'll have his daddy's business, some day
Rich boy fails
And daddy wonders, what he did

Chewing his nails, all nervous and tense
Never figures out
That the trouble was, he gave the kid
Too many dollars, not enough sense

Poor, little, poor girl
Young, and so beautuful
Marries old man, with foot, in the grave
Marries him, for money
Now, she's gonna spend it all

Gonna throw away, every dollar he saved
Man wakes up one morning, all useless
Pretty girl gone, and money all spent
Was his own fault, for turning her loose
With too many dollars, not enough sense

Indian live all life, on reservation
All he knows, is sweatin' and toil
White man come
And dig, on reservation
Poke around, and bring 'em up oil

Indian rich now
Gotta have a Cadillac
Him buy five, and a Mercedes Benz
Take to reservation
Park 'em all, back to back
Too many dollars, not enough sense

This world is filled,with many kinds of people
Most of them, so poor
They can hardly, pay the rent
Then, there's another kind
Lots, of funny people
Too many dollars, not enough sense

Too many dollars, not enough sense