Written by Jack Rhodes and Joe Hayes How many times have, you heard someone say If I had his money, I could do things my way But little they know, that it's so hard to find One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind Money can't buy back, your youth when you're old Or a friend when you're lonesome, or a love that's grown cold The wealthiest person, is a pauper at times Compared to the man, with a satisfied mind When my life has ended, and my time has run out My friends and my loved ones, I'll leave there's no doubt But one thing's for certain, when it comes my time I'll leave this old world, with a satisfied mind How many times have, you heard someone say If I had his money, I could do things my way But little they know, that it's so hard to find One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind One rich man in ten, with a satisfied mind