Lyrics

Moore or Les
V1
Rich Moore was born with a silver spoon in his hand
Played all day in his mansion wearing clothes of the finest brands
Even though he had it all it was never quite enough
Rude to would be friends they only liked him for his stuff

Chorus
The treasures in your life shape your point of view
The things you believe that you need are up to you
Moore or Les

V2
Les Owen grew up in a share croppers shack
He worked the fields all day long with rags on his back
But he wore a big old smile that suited him just fine
Lofty dreams of simple things were the riches in his mind

Chorus

V3
Moore went and lost it all when he gambled on his greed
Les on the other hand had all that he would need
Moore never shared his love wound up sad and lonely
Les found his pot of gold raising a happy family

Chorus

Moore or Les
Moore or Les

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