| Reynold’s route, old rabbit ears
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| TV tray, back in the day
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| We’d watch the Wonder Years
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| Oh Wagoneer, wood panel doors
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| We wore out our old jeans
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| That were faded from the store
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| And that old couch
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| We’d pull the cushions off if we found 50 cents
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| We’d go crazy, we thought we were rich
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| One bathroom sink, we’d all take turns
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| Once a week, go out to eat for pizza after church
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| And that old church, red carpet floors
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| Same old navy paisley tie Daddy always wore
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| And we’d sing hymns
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| They’d pass a plate when it was time to give
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| They’d put in a twenty, I thought we were rich
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| We didn’t have it all but we all thought we did
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| And Mama always said that we were blessed and I believed her
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| I never thought the grass was greener
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| On the other side of our old chain link fence
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| Yeah, we were rich
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| I never saw New York, never took a plane
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| Once a year we’d drive out to the nearest KOA
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| And we’d light a fire (we'd light a fire)
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| Stare at the stars (stare at the stars)
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| And play flashlight tag with the people in the tent there next to ours
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| Time of our lives, we had a much as all the other kids
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| Maybe that’s why we thought we were rich
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| We didn’t have it all but we all thought we did
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| And I remember Mama saying we’re blessed and I believed her
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| I never thought the grass was greener
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| On the other side of our old chain link fence
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| Yeah, we were rich
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| Got a few more dollars in my pocket
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| Since the day I left that cotton town
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| And back there they all think I made it
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| God knows I’d trade it
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| For everything we had in that house
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| 'Cause we were rich
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| Yeah, we were rich
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| We didn’t have it all but we all thought we did
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| And Mama always said that we were blessed and I believed her
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| I never thought the grass was greener
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| On the other side of our old chain link fence
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| Yeah, we were rich
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| Yeah, we were rich
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| Uh, we were rich
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| Yeah, we were rich |