Millionaire

They say love is more precious than gold,
It can't be bought and it can't be sold

I got love, enough to spare,
That makes me a millionaire.

I got a woman with eyes that shine,
Down deep as a diamond mine,
She is my treasure so very rare,
She made me a millionaire,
When we ride around,
Ride around this old town in my beat up car
With the windows down,
People look at her and they look at me
And say, "That boy is sure living in luxury; sweet luxury".
Because love is more precious than gold,
It can't be bought, no, never could be sold,
I've got love, enough to share,
That makes me a millionaire,

When the kids are far from everywhere,
Life reaches on,
A millionaire,
When my pockets are empty and my cupboard is bare,
I still feel like a millionaire,
Because love is more precious than gold,
It can't be bought, no and it can't be sold,
I've got love enough to spare,
That makes me a millionaire.