You Can't Take it With You

Bumped up to first class on that flight

Thought I must've done something right

'Cuz comforts rarely fall into my lap

But this CEO sittin' next to me

Spent the next two hours constantly

Talkin' 'bout money, cars and the things he had

He never asked what I thought, just forged right ahead

But if he had, here's what I might have said:

You can't take it with you

You can't take it with you

What ya gonna do with all that dough

When you leave for the land the departed know,

No, you can't take it with you when you go

A long layover; I had to wait.

Made calls on my cell as I sat at the gate

Found my iPod and a few books to read

Still bored, I went in the airport store

A magazine? A shirt? Hmm, something more...

Maybe I should grab a bite to eat?

I wasn't really hungry as I stood there in the line

And realized I'd better get the plank out of my own eye, 'cuz

You can't take it with you

You can't take it with you

Your baggage is bringing you down low

When you leave for the land the departed know,

No, you can't take it with you when you go

You may have security in all you have

And thank God you have not been a have-not

But when you board that plane to Glory

Security's gonna strip you of everything you've got, 'cuz

You can't take it with you

You can't take it with you

The more we hold the harder to let go

When you leave for the land the departed know,

No, no, no, you can't take it with you when you go

© David C. Smith and Nick Cardilino