Spend your money while you're living;
Do not hoard it to be proud;
You can never take it with you--
There's no pockets in a shroud.

Gold can take you on no farther
Than the graveyard where you lie;
Though you're rich while you are living,
You're a pauper when you die.

Use it, then, some lives to brighten,
As through life they weary plod;
Place your bank account in Heaven,
And grow richer with your God.

Use it wisely, use if freely;
Do not horde it to be proud;
You can never take it with you;
There's no pockets in a shroud.