| I Haven't Time to Be Millionaire |
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| By a country road wild roses grow that need my special care, |
| So I haven’t time to be a millionaire. |
| And a cheerful brook on a mountain side, is sad when I’m not there, |
| So I haven’t time to be a millionaire. |
| And a friendly gang of robins are peeved when I forget, |
| That I’m the second tenor in their quartet. |
| So with all the things I have to do, I’m very much aware |
| If I wished for wealth it wouldn’t be quite fair |
| `Cause I haven’t time to be a millionaire. |
