The Money You See In Your Dreams

O, isn’t it yellow, or isn’t it green,

     Doesn’t it shine when the sunlight gleams?

And doesn’t it make you a king or queen,

     The money you see in your dreams?

There’s always so much you can’t spend it all,

     It passes your vision in streams and streams;

It lightens your life from its gloom and pall,

     The money you see in your dreams.

You lie there enraptured the livelong night,

     And your pathway with pleasure teems;

You know not the morning will sweep from your sight

     The money you see in your dreams.

Don’t bargain for autos or aeros, my friend,

     While asleep, or dabble in schemes;

Wake up ere ever you start it to spend

     The money you see in your dreams.        

Aug. 7, ‘09