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(Bob Merrill) I know a man as rich as a king Still he just won't give his neighbors a thing He'll go to heaven someday I'll bet He'll get up to heaven and here's what he'll get. A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Second hand wings full of patches A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Robe that's so wooly and it scratches. Some people have them big shiny cars Swimming pools fur coats and diamonds in jars Real silver gates real golden doors They'll get up to heaven and trade them all for. A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Second hand wings full of patches A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Robe that's so wooly and it scratches. Instrumental --- While you're on earth you should shine like a star Brighten up the corner wherever you are SongtexteDoing each day the best you can do That way you're saure that they'll never hand you. A rusty old halo skinny white cloud Second hand wings full of patches A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Robe that's so wooly and it scratches. A rusty old halo skinny white cloud Second hand wings full of patches A rusty old halo, skinny white cloud Robe that's so wooly and it scratches... Aus Songtexte Mania