There 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, poor ain't broke
You gotta find your own river of gold

It ain't all about the money sometimes, no

It don't take a lot when you

When you count up what you got
If you 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, poor ain't broke
You gotta 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 got love, you're living the good life

The rich ain't wealthy, poor ain't broke

You gotta find your own river of gold
It ain't all about the money sometimes


If you got a dollar in your pocket
And a smile on your face
And every little thing is gonna be okay


You know it don't take a lot
If you count up what you got

If you got love, you're living the good life
We're living the good life
Living the good life, it's a good life