Hank Thompson - Those Things Money Can't Buy lyrics

Now if I was a millionaire I'd be poor and I'll tell you why Your eyes your lips and your hair those things money can't buy I could own a ship on the sea or a plane that flies through the sky But the kisses you once gave to me those things money can't buy [ fiddle ] When my journey on earth is through and I stand at the gate in the sky Thinking of those days we once knew those things money can't buy Those things money can't buy are treasures I'll cherrish till I die Your arms your smile and your sigh those things money can't buy