Songtext von None Of You Will Ever See a Penny

Son, son, we've got to Run away from inheritance Son, son, I must allow You to learn of sustenance None of you will ever see a penny Of my ill-begotten wealth Stick around You will see a rich man cry I wish, I wish for you a lifetime of labour Hard days make peaceful nights None of you will ever see a penny Of my ill-begotten wealth Stick around You will see a rich man cry