I know a millionaire

Who's burdened down with care

A load is on his mind

He's thinking of the day

When he must pass away

And leave his wealth behind

I haven't any gold

To leave when I grow old

Somehow it passed me by

I'm very poor but still

I'll leave a precious will

When I must say good-bye

I'll leave the sunshine to the flowers

I'll leave the springtime to the trees

And to the old folks I'll leave the mem'ries

Of a baby upon their knees

I'll leave the night time to the dreamers

I'll leave the songbirds to the blind

I'll leave the moon above

To those in love

When I leave the world behind

When I leave the world behind

I'll leave the moon above

To those in love

When I leave the world behind

When I leave the world behind