I don't care if you're a millionaire, own everything in view
If there was a test for happiness, I'd steal the prize right away from you
You may own cars, ships and trains, you might even own an aeroplane
But you ain't got nothing half so fine as a sweet little girl of mine
I don't care, I'll live anywhere, as long as I'm with you
I'm living in a shack, without a snack, live like the hippie, gypsies do
You may be poor, as a dirt floor, you ain't gotta dime anytime
But I ain't seen nothing half so fine as a sweet little boy of mine
I don't care if you've been everywhere
Travel the whole world through
You may have been east, you may have been west
Been to the equator and both polls too
You don't have to be Donald Trump but
Boy you know you got a better rump
And I ain't seen nothing half so fine as this sweet little boy of mine
I don't care if you're the smartest man that ever was alive
You may have shown that up is down, proven that two plus two equals five
You may have degrees from a thousand schools
You might even know why the sky is blue
But you don't know nothing half so fine as a sweet little girl of mine