American Authors - Rich with love

^EI was an only child for most of my life Living with a mother that would work three jobs ^F#mjust to survive Growing up right outside of ^F#Minneapolis ^EShe always gave me more than ^F#menough ^AOh, to some we looked ^F#mpoor But we were always rich with l^Eove ^ELove

^EMy old man was far, but we were okay He'd fly me out to visit the sunny ^F#mL.A. ^AOh, he ^F#mmarried to a woman and they ^F#have a child But ^C#mstill he pass away to ^F#mknow ^EOh, I'll must ^F#mknow the day

And how we may ^Bbe rich with l^Eove, love ^C#mLooo^Aoo^Eve, ^Elo^C#mve ^ALo^Bve^E

^EI left home and moved to Brooklyn New York I didn't know it was only me in entire town, and was h^Aeading off course But I'll figure out what made the ^C#mmost of my time Trying to get out of l^Aove ^EOh, I never had ^F#mmuch

But I was al^Bways rich with l^Eove, love ^C#mLooo^Aoo^Eve, ^Elo^C#mve ^ALo^Bve^E

^EMy girl works a job, she said that she h^Aate And ^Bi can't seem to help bring down the u^Anemployment way But the ^EMillie want to get it all without the peers It ^Adoesn't matter time's all tough Oh, just ^C#mhaving her around

It al^Bways makes me rich with l^Eove, love L^Eove, love ^C#mLooo^Aoo^Eve, ^Elo^C#mve ^ALo^Bve^E