"...is a song about a man who goes from prosperity in all things
to poverty in all things."

I'm sittin' here lookin' at some mighty hard times
Money ain't growing on trees
A little while ago I was rollin' in dough
Singin' all you want when you please.

All you want when you please girls
All you want when you please.

The wind blows up this road all summer
In the evening it cools one and all
If you like a good breeze you can have all you please
If you don't get blown away in the fall.

All you want when you please girls
All you want when you please.

--- Instrumental ---

My money's all gone and my breeze died down
My bloom of youth's gone to seed
I sit here and cry for the days all gone by
When I sang all you want when you please.

All you want when you please girls
All you want when you please.

Well, the meat's all lean and the bread's all done
And the cook rides a big white horse
You just come like you look and if you get your picture took
You can tell 'em you was at the Mardi Gras.

All you want when you please girls
All you want when you please...