They were twenty-three
sharing one cot
Living in a two bedroom apartment
Wasn’t much
but just enough
Two crazy kids
just getting started

He worked at Wal-Mart
she drove a golf cart
Selling drinks to weekend golfers
Somewhere between
a pocketful of dreams
And a few dollars
in a tin can coffer

Sometimes the rich ain’t wealthy t
he poor ain’t broke
You got to find
your own river of gold
It ain’t all about the
money sometimes, no
It don’t take a lot
when you count up what you got
If you’ve got love,
you’re living the good life

Living the good life

Well just up the road
up on the hill
Sits a woman all alone
 in a mansion
Husband always working
Paying that mortgage
All that money,
is holding them for ransom

The rich ain’t wealthy
and the poor ain’t broke
You got to find your own river of gold
It ain’t all about
the money sometimes
It don’t take a lot,
when you count up what you got
If you’ve got love,
you’re living the good life
Living the good life

The rich ain’t wealthy
the poor ain’t broke
You got to find your own river of gold
It ain’t all about
the money sometimes
If you’ve got a dollar in your pocket
And a smile on your face
And every little thing is going to be OK

You know it don’t take a lot
If you count up what you got
If you’ve got love,
you’re living the good life

We’re living the good life
Living the good life
It’s a good life