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If I were a rich man

If I were rich man.
I’d' stand upon my ivory tower,
And preach the laws of fiscal rectitude.
As I caress the cash in my saville row suit.
Some were born with silver spoons,
while others had all the right moves.
And here I am down and dirty,
among the clod hoppers and shitkickers.
with a shovel welded to my wrist.
Written by staggerlee (Paul Martin)
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