People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one
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And we've just begun, I think I'm gonna have a son
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He will be like him and me, as free as a dove
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Conceived in love, the sun is gonna shine above
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And even though we ain't got money
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I'm so in love with ya honey
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Everything'll bring a chain of lo-o-o-o-ve
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And in the mornin' when I rise
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Bring a tear of joy to my eyes
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And tell me everything's gonna be all right
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Love a guy who holds the world in a paper cup
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Drink it up, love him and he'll bring you luck
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And if ya find he helps your mind, better take him ho-ome
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Yeah 'n' dontcha live alone, try to earn what lovers own
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And even though we ain't got money
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I'm so in love with ya honey
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Everything'll bring a chain of lo-o-o-o-ve
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And in the mornin' when I rise
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Bring a tear of joy to my eyes
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And tell me everything's gonna be all right
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[Instrumental Interlude]
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And even though we ain't got money
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I'm so in love with ya honey
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Everything'll bring a chain of lo-o-o-o-ve
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And in the mornin' when I rise
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Bring a tear of joy to my eyes
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And tell me everything's gonna be all right
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Even Though We Ain't Got Money
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| Anne Murray |
