I know a millionaire who's burdened down with care A load is on his mind He's thinking of the day When he must pass away And leave his wealth behind I haven't any gold to leave when I row old Somehow it passed me by I'm very poor but still I leave a precious will When I must say goodbye I leave the sunshine to the flowers I leave the springtime to the trees And to the old folks I leave the memories Of a baby on their knees I leave the nighttime to the dreamers I leave the songbirds to the blind I leave the moon above to those in love When I leave the world behind When I leave the world behind I leave the sunshine to the flowers I leave the springtime to the trees And to the old folks I leave the memories Of a baby, a baby on their knees I leave the nighttime to the dreamers I leave the songbirds to the blind I leave the moon above to those in love When I leave the world behind When I leave the world behind