He slipped the ring off his finger, when he walked in the room
And he found him some stranger, and promised her the moon
How many lies, you must have told
You think you're a rich man, with a pocket full of gold
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For another man's treasure, you'd say anything
But is one night of pleasure worth the trouble you'll bring
Don't look so surprised, 'cause son I should know
I once was a rich man with a pocket full of gold
Some night you're gonna wind up on the wrong end of a gun
Some jealous guy's gonna show up
And you'll pay for what you've done
What will it say on your tombstone
Here lies a rich man, with his pocket full of gold
Yeah, here lies a rich man, with his pocket full of gold