We’re in the money,
the skies are sunny,
We’re in the money,
the skies are sunny.

Old man Depression, you are through
You’ve done us wrong
We’ve got a lot
of what it takes to get along

We never see a headline about a breadline today,
And when we see the landlord
We can look that guy right in the eye.

With silver you can turn your dreams to gold

Gone are my blues
and gone are my tears,
Gone are my blues
and gone are my tears. 

Songwriter: H. WARREN / A. DUBIN
Songtext: The Gold Diggers Song © WB Music Corp.