She shines like gold in the morning light
With promises of dreams so bright
But you better not lose her from your sight
Or she'll vanish in the dead of night
She whispers sweet and lies the same
Keeps you chasing like a wild wild flame
But let your guard down if you dare
She'll find someone else without a care
Money's a harsh mistress cruel and cold
Leaves you lonely in a life grown old
If you don't hold her close and tight
She'll be gone before the morning light
Folks around here know her tale
From rich man's mansion to rusted jail
They fought to keep her to no avail
Now they chase shadows down the lonely trail
Hands that once were full now grasp at dust
Broken by the mistress they dared to trust
Echoes of wealth just a memory
Lost in the wind like a drifting leaf
In this small town it's a worn-out fight
Day turns to years in relentless strife
But some still dream of the soft delight
That money brings on a starlit night