Sittin´ in the sun counting my money
fanned by my summer-breeze
Sweeter than the honey is counting my money
Those greenbacks on the trees
Comes the summer shower drops of rain falling
Sweeter than the christ-mass chimes
And here on those jungles upon the roof shingles
Like pennies, nickles and dimes

Though it is knows that what I own
is not a lot to move
fills of gold that I behold
are in my bank-account,
I´m sitting in the sun
counting my money
happy as can be
and to top it all when shadows fall
I look to heaven and I see
there´s a silver dollar
in the sky shining down on me

Can you wonder why I´m in
sittin´ in the sun
counting my money
happy as can be
and to top it all when shadows fall
I look to heaven and I see
there´s a silver dollar
in the sky shining down on me