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Texty: Mark Wills. Rich Man.

A man is measured these days by the money he's got
I'm not sure when it started happening
But that's not the way it's supposed to be I thought
Or maybe I'm a bit old fashioned

'Cause I just wanna live my life, raise my kids
Love my wife like my dad did
I may never be a millionaire but I've got more than enough
I'm a rich man, rich in love

Yeah, a little more money, Lord, wouldn't it be sweet
Heaven knows that it could change things
But there's food on our table and shoes on our feet
So I don't waste my time complaining

And I'm just gonna live my life, raise my kids
Love my wife like my dad did
I may never be a millionaire but I've got more than enough
I'm a rich man, rich in love

And I'm just gonna live my life, raise my kids
Love my wife like my dad did
I may never be a millionaire but I've got more than enough
I'm a rich man, rich in love

I'm a rich man, rich in love