Sittin' in the sun countin' my money
Fanned by a Summer breeze
Sweeter than honey
Is countin' my money
Those green backs on the trees

Comes a Summer shower, drops of rain falling
Sweeter than Christmas chimes
Hearing those jingles
On the roof shingles
Like them is nickels and dimes

Though it's known
That all I own
Isn't a large amount
The fields of gold
That I behold
Are my bank account

Sittin' in the sun countin' my money
Happy as I can be
And to top it all
When shadows fall
I look to heaven and I see
There's a silver dollar in the sky
Shining down on me
Though it's known
That all I own
Isn't a large amount
But the fields of gold
That I behold
Are my bank account

Cause I'm sittin' in the sun countin' my money
Happy as I can be
And to top it all
When shadows fall
I look to heaven and I see
There's a silver dollar in the sky
Shining down on me
Shining down on me