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My world's not big and flashy,
Nor a place where riches dwell,
No Jags or mansions be here,
But I'm living pretty well.
I have a loving family,
And a wife who treats me right,
My God in Heaven cares for me,
And makes my burdens light.
Now, money would be handy,
For to buy the things I need,
And help those not so fortunate,
And those who know no greed.
But really, when it comes to it,
Our wealth is not what matters,
It's how we live our daily lives,
That makes us glad or sadder.
So go about your living, and
Don't worry about tomorrow,
For chasing after worldly things,
Will only lead to sorrow.
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