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