(Alex Krarmer, Joan Whitney)



La-la-la

Money is the root of all evil

Money is the root of all evil

Won't contaminate myself with it

Take it away, take it away, take it away



If a woman calls a man honey

And it's on account of his money

Honey & money will soon be gone

Take it away, take it away, take it away



I got the one I love

I got the moon & stars above

I got my youth & health

What do I want with wealth?



Money is the root of all evil

Money is the root of all evil

Won't contaminate myself with it

Take it away, take it away, take it away



La la la



Haven't got a cent but don't worry

Haven't got a job but no hurry

I would answer if they gave me gold

Take it away, take it away, take it away



If you want no income tax mister

Take it easy & relax mister

When they offer work be strong & say

Take it away, take it away, take it away



I got the one I love

I got the moon & stars above

I got my youth & my health

What do I want with wealth?



Money is the root of all evil

Money is the root of all evil

Won't contaminate myself with it

Take it away, take it away, take it away, take it away

Take it away, take it away, take it away, take it away