Some would say that money talks, yet I would not agree
For I have found that solemn walks and heaven speak to me
And theirs is but a song of pain, while mine a song of joy
A gift of heavenly refrain, and theirs the horse of Troy
So learn a lesson quite divine, that many will pass by
Your life is but a glass of wine, quite endless in supply
But only if in God above, you trust and fears surpass
Will He provide your life with Love and always fill your glass