Lyrics American Authors – Rich With Love
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I was an only child for most of my life
Living with a mother that would work three jobs just to survive
Growing up right outside of Minneapolis
She always gave me more than enough
But we were always rich with love
My old man was far, but we were okay
He’d fly me out to visit the sunny L.A.
Oh, he married to a woman and they had a child
But still he pass away to know
Oh, I’ll must know the day
And how we may be rich with love, love, love
I left home and moved to Brooklyn, New York
I didn’t know it was only me in entire town, and was heading off course
But I’ve figured out what made the most of my time
Trying to get out of love
Oh, I never had much
But I was always rich with love, love, love
My girl works a job she said that she hate
And I can’t seem to help bring down the unemployment way
But the Millie want to get it all without the peers
It doesn’t matter time’s all tough
Oh, just having her around
It always makes me rich with love, love, love, love
