This world is filled with many kinds of people
Most of them so poor, they can hardly pay the rent
Then there's another kind, lots of funny people
Too many dollars, not enough sense
Rich man's son, he goes away to college
He has such fun, no work and all play
He's not there for gettin' any knowledge
He'll have his daddy business some day
Rich boy fails and daddy wonders what he did
Chewing his nails all nervous and tense
Never figures out that the trouble was he gave the kid
Too many dollars, not enough sense
Poor little poor girl, young and so beautiful
Marries old man with foot in the grave
Marries him for money, now she's gonna spend it all
Gonna throw away every dollar he saved
Man wakes up one morning all useless
Pretty girl gone and money all spent
Was his own fault for turning her loose
With too many dollars, not enough sense
Indian live all life on reservation
All he knows is sweatin' and toil
White man come and dig on reservation
Poke around and bring 'em up oil
Indian rich now gotta have a Cadillac
Him buy five and a Mercedes Benz
Take to reservation, park 'em all back to back
Too many dollars, not enough sense
This world is filled with many kinds of people
Too many dollars, not enough sense