Those Things Money Can't Buy Lyrics - Hank Thompson

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 

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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