Margaret Whiting
Margaret Whiting - The Money Tree lyrics
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Pull up an easy chair And sit yourself down And lean back While I tell you bout The folks that live in The town of Greenback They never have to work On their hands and knees Cause they live in a place Where money grows on trees (CHORUS) Oh, the money tree The money tree It's a beautiful sight to see Why couldn't it happen To you and me There isn't a man in town Who isn't a regal spender And they never wear a frown For lack of that legal tender They're all ten years ahead On their income tax And the whole town's driving Next year's Cadillacs (CHORUS) Well, it grows fresh new bills That snap and crack and as Fast as you can pick em up It grows em back Now, every day There's a bumper crop With a million dollar bill Way up on top (CHORUS) There's just one way to Visit the town of Greenback Pull up an easy chair And sit yourself down And lean back Then close your eyes and Suddenly, you will see That beautiful, lovely Wonderful money tree