Man Can't Live on Bread Alone Songtext
von The Del McCoury Band

The Dow Jones took a dive today, another bank closes it′s doors
A man downtown tried to fly away from it all on the eighteenth floor
And everything he worshipped ain't worth nothing now

He had a jaguar in the driveway
A house with eighteen rooms
Every night he dined alone, fed from a silver spoon
Guess he never figured out
You ain′t what you own
Man can't live on bread alone


You can't fill your heart with silver and gold
You′ve got to have some love to satisfy your soul
We′ve got to pool together to make it on our own
Man can't live on bread alone

There′s a country store that sits out on a backwoods gravel road
The owner lets the poor folks slide if they can't pay what they owe
He says it′s only money
Ain't no good when you′re gone

Now he'll never be a rich man, but he's smiling every day
He′s gets everything he needs by giving it away
I think he′s got it figured out
You ain't what you own
Man can′t live on bread alone


You can't fill your heart with silver and gold
You′ve got to have some love to satisfy your soul
We've got to pool together to make it on our own
Man can′t live on bread alone