There were twenty three sharing one cot Living in a two bedroom apartment Wasn't much but just enough Two crazy kids just getting started He worked at Wal-Mart, she drove a golf cart Selling drinks to weekend golfers Somewhere between a pocketful of dreams And a few dollars in a tin can coffer Sometimes the rich ain't wealthy, poor ain't broke You gotta find your own river of gold It ain't all about the money sometimes, no It don't take a lot when you When you count up what you got If you got love, you're living the good life Living the good life Well, just up the road up on the hill Sits a woman all alone in a mansion Husband always working, paying that mortgage All that money is holding them for ransom The rich ain't wealthy, poor ain't broke You gotta find your own river of gold It ain't all about the money sometimes It don't take a lot When you count up what you got If you got love, you're living the good life The rich ain't wealthy, poor ain't broke You gotta find your own river of gold It ain't all about the money sometimes If you got a dollar in your pocket And a smile on your face And every little thing is gonna be okay You know it don't take a lot If you count up what you got If you got love, you're living the good life We're living the good life Living the good life, it's a good life