THE OBJECT.
THE OBJECT.
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It’s money in the country and it’s money in the town,
It’s money for the artist and It’s money for the clown;
They serve for love of country, so our statesmen glibly claim,
But they never spurn the money there is in it, just the same.
It’s money, money, money, for the great and for the small.
For the ones who get but little and the ones that crave it all:
The gambler says its merely that he likes to play the game,
But in his case, too, it always is the money, just the same.
It’s money in the morning and it’s money all the day:
The malden may be lovely and she may be proud to say
That it’s love and true love only which has set her breast aflame,
But the chances are that money figures in it, just the same.
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