The Gold Diggers' Song

We’re in the money
We’re in the money
We’ve got a lot of what it takes to get along
We’re in the money
The skies are sunny
Old man depression, you are through
You done us wrong
We never see a headline
'Bout a breadline today
And when we see the landlord
We know that we can pay, ooh
We’re in the money
Come, on my honey
Let’s spend it, lend it, send it rolling right along
Gone are my blues, gone are my tears
I’ve got good news to shout right in your ears
The Silver Dollar has come back to the fold
With silver you can turn your, your dreams to gold
We’ve got a lot of what it takes to get along, yea
We’ve got a lot of what it takes to get along, yea
What a lot of love, woh-oh-oh-oh
Old man depression you done us wrong, yea-eah
Old man depression you done us wrong, yea-eah
What a lot of love, woh-oh-oh-oh
We never see a headline 'bout a breadline
In the papers today
When we see the landlord, we don’t worry
We know that we can pay
It’s so happy, all the trouble’s gone
Hear us singing a happy song
Just shout all day long
We’re in the money now
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
Doctor, lawyer, Indian chief
They’re all in the money now