I Want To Do So Well In This World

I want to do so well in this world That I can have a rich man’s tomb, I want to do so well in this world I can have a rich man’s tomb, Upright tall overlooking the masses with all them other who is whoms. I want to be so rich in this life My mausoleum’s under a big old oak tree, I want to be so rich in this life My mausoleum’s under a big old oak tree, Keep the sunshine life for the laborers and chickadees. I want to have enough possessions That when I’m gone you still can get the idea, I want to have enough possessions That when I’m gone you still can get the idea, Carve my name in twelve-inch letters rubbed with wonder and perpetual care.