Words and music by Anthony Costa
Produced by Steven Manovski and Anthony Costa
© Copyright 2014 Two By 2 Pty Ltd, All Rights Reserved
The Rich Man
A rich man grew lots of grain
But no one else could do the same
When asked if he had some to spare
He'd say "Why on earth should I share?"
If I can keep it all to myself
It will give me far greater wealth
For the rest of my years the grain will last me
Now I can relax and be merry
Being selfish is very, very odd
Sharing things with others is sharing it with God
You can't take things to Heaven above
All you take to Heaven is all of your love
Being selfish is very, very odd
Sharing things with others is sharing it with God
You can't take things to Heaven above
All you take to Heaven is love
The rich man’s barn was far too small
There was no chance he'd fit it all
"I'll knock it down and build a bigger one!"
"And then all my days of ease will come"
Being selfish is very, very odd
Cause sharing things with others is sharing it with God
You can't take things to Heaven above
All you take to Heaven is love
Then God appeared and cried "you fool"
Your greediness has made you cruel
This very night you will die
And then what will come of the grain supply
Being selfish is very, very odd
Cause sharing things with others is sharing it with God
You can't take things to Heaven above
All you take to Heaven is love