歌词
I painted names boats on for a summer
For luck, you keep the same first letter
You don’t want, you don’t want, you don’t want bad luck at sea
Rich Man’s Folly and Poor Man’s Dream
I painted these while beavers built dams all around me
And come September, come Fall
Holding a job was not believable behavior at all, so I split
beaver like a But is a dam builder, you never really quit
made some I dough and I socked it away
I always said for a rainy day
I truly never knew who I was working for anyway
The rich or the poor?
Who am I working for?
The rich or the poor?
When the hurricane hit
Some found it suspicious that I’d just since left the frame
Like all that time spent down by the water
Had somehow given me control over the rain
And some people say wrongly that I've wash things away
I Guess got my rainy day
Like a sorcerer’s cape!
The rain ripped the lips
Off the mouth of the bay
And rendered the eye
And sleighted the hand
And tricked the land
the And air blew away
Then came a quiet
No one should know
Rich Man’s Folly and Poor Man’s Dream
I’m painting while beavers build dams all around me
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