The Money Tree

The Money Tree - Margaret Whiting

Pull up an easy chair

And sit yourself down and lean back

While we tell you about the folks

Who live in the town of greenback

They never have to work

On their hands and knees

Cause they live in a place

Where money grows on trees

Oh the money tree the money tree

It's a beautiful sight to see

Why couldn't it happen to you and me

There isn't a man in town

Who isn't a regal spender

And they never wear a frown for lack of

That legal tender

They're all ten years ahead on their income tax

And the whole town's driving next year's Cadillac

Oh the money tree the money tree

It's a beautiful sight to see

Why couldn't it happen to you and me

Well it grows fresh new bills that snap and crack

As fast as you pick them it grows them back

Every day there's a bumper crop

With a million dollar bill way up on top

Oh the money tree the money tree

It's a beautiful sight to see

Why couldn't it happen to you and me

There is just one way to

Visit the town of greenback

Pull up an easy chair

And sit yourself down and lean back

Then close your eyes and suddenly you will see

That beautiful lovely wonderful money tree

Oh the money tree the money tree

It's a beautiful sight to see

Why couldn't it happen to you and me