Man Can't Live On Bread Alone (Del McCoury)

The Dow Jones took a dive today Another bank closes it's doors A man downtown tried to fly away From it all on the eighteenth floor And everything he worshipped Ain't worth nothing now He had a jaguar in the driveway A house with eighteen rooms Every night he dined alone Fed from a silver spoon Guess he never figured out You ain't what you own Man can't live on bread alone You can't fill your heart with silver and gold You've got to have some love To satisfy your soul We've got to pool together To make it on our own Man can't live on bread alone There's a country store That sits out on A backwoods gravel road The own lets The poor folks slide If they can't pay what they owe He says it's only money Ain't no good when you're gone Now he'll never be a rich man But he's smiling every day He's gets everything he needs By giving it away I think he's got it figured out You ain't what you own Man can't live on bread alone