Montrose - Rich Man lyrics

All the silver's been polished, the linen's white as snow I'm hidin' in the library, no one ever goes. And I'm thinkin' 'bout the worth, of this Big 'ol house around me, you know I Feel so ashamed and poor, because the Spirit hasn't found me...if I could Lend someone a hand, I'd be a Rich Man...I could Hang out in the drawing room, and Walk the length of the yard But livin' in this house all winter, some Times it's a little hard, 'cause I'm Feelin' very human, with the heart that can only mend, but it's the Worst part of emptiness, I ever felt If I could lend someone a hand, I'd be a Rich Man...if I could Help someone to stand, I'd be a Rich Man...but I could Try to weave the words of a song together... Awwww-ah ah, a Rich Man Things they happen to me, all the Things that I'm goin' through Makin' me stop and wonder, if it's Happening to you... and there Really ain't no reason, to sit All alone and cry! So Go on!...give it another try...If I could Lend someone a hand, I'd be a Rich Man...if I could help someone to stand, I'd be a Rich Man...and I could Try to weave the words of a song together... Awwww-ah ah, a Rich Man