You may park in a mansion grand; a castle built on sand
Have more than enough while your poor neighbors lack
Check out in a silk-lined box ‘neath a hand-carved granite rock
But you can’t keep the shirt that’s on your back

          No you can’t, no you can’t
          No you can’t take it with you when you go
          No matter how hard you work, no matter how hard you play
          All you get to keep is what you gave away

You may shack with a drop-dead fox in a borrowed krib that rocks
Run it up on plastic and never intend to pay
Drive a great big fancy car, party hard on caviar
But the grim reaper will come collect some day

          No you can’t, no you can’t
          No you can’t take it with you when you go
          No matter how you complain and no matter how much you pray
          All you get to keep is what you gave away

          When it’s time (when it’s time), When it’s time (when it’s time)
          When it’s time to leave this world someday
          No matter what we do, believe or think or say
          All we get to keep is what we gave away

          Yeah, you may bitch an’ moan, ask for an extended loan
          But all we get to keep is what we gave away


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