I know a millionaire who's burdened down with care

A load is on his mind

He's thinking of the day

When he must pass away

And leave his wealth behind

I haven't any gold to leave when I row old

Somehow it passed me by

I'm very poor but still

I leave a precious will

When I must say goodbye

I leave the sunshine to the flowers

I leave the springtime to the trees

And to the old folks I leave the memories

Of a baby on their knees

I leave the nighttime to the dreamers

I leave the songbirds to the blind

I leave the moon above to those in love

When I leave the world behind

When I leave the world behind



I leave the sunshine to the flowers

I leave the springtime to the trees

And to the old folks I leave the memories

Of a baby, a baby on their knees

I leave the nighttime to the dreamers

I leave the songbirds to the blind

I leave the moon above to those in love

When I leave the world behind

When I leave the world behind