Lyrics
A high dollar woman in a low cut dress
God never wanted me to have a woman like that I guess
A forty room mansion sitting high on a hill
I ain't ever lived in a place like that and I never will
But I've got the mornin' sun, I've got the evenin' breeze
I've got the woman that I love lyin' close to me
I've got a few good friends and my bills are paid
I've got the moon and stars above
Yeah, I've got it made
I don't need a gold mine or a long limousine
I'm not the kind of man to surrender my soul to material things
Just give me a cane pole and a shady spot to sit
To me that's about as close to Heaven as a man can get
But I've got the mornin' sun, I've got the evenin' breeze
I've got the woman that I love lyin' close to me
I've got a few good friends and my bills are paid
I've got the moon and stars above
Yeah, I've got it made
I've got a few good friends and my bills are paid
I've got the moon and stars above
Yeah, I've got it made
I've got the moon and stars above
Yeah, I've got it made