Written by Jack Rhodes and Joe Hayes 



How many times have, you heard someone say

If I had his money, I could do things my way

But little they know, that it's so hard to find

One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind



Money can't buy back, your youth when you're old

Or a friend when you're lonesome, or a love that's grown cold

The wealthiest person, is a pauper at times

Compared to the man, with a satisfied mind



When my life has ended, and my time has run out

My friends and my loved ones, I'll leave there's no doubt

But one thing's for certain, when it comes my time

I'll leave this old world, with a satisfied mind



How many times have, you heard someone say

If I had his money, I could do things my way

But little they know, that it's so hard to find

One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind

One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind