(Chuck Jones)
If I had a nickle
For every nickle I've had
I'd be rich now
But they tempt and they tickle
They trickle right out of my hands
Like love somehow
I think of the hearache, the pain, and the cost
The friends and the fortunes I've gained and I've lost
But I never lost you
No, I never lost you
I don't know how I've managed to hold on to
Something so true
But I never lost you
Some things were stolen
Others were simply misplaced
And unrecovered
Like undying loyalty
Conviction and truth and faith
In another
I just keep letting it go til it's gone
Til all I have left is the one