I got money, marbles, and chalk sweetheart
But I still feel like I am poor
Cause my money won’t spend, and my marbles won’t roll
And my chalk won’t write anymore
There’s an old saying that’s been all around
I heard it before I could walk
How some’s got wealth, some’s got health
Others money marbles and chalk
While you were here I was happy and gay
Your presence made me feel so proud
But you left me, for another one day
Now I feel alone in a crowd
Money, marbles, and chalk is alright
For a miser who loves only gold
But give me a chance, to save our romance
For I love you with all of my soul