You Mean More to Me

I don't need a fortune
Hidden in a shoe
Many men have fortunes
But they don't have you
When I look at you, I'm richer than a king
Yes, you mean more to me than anything

Up you go, son!

Goodbye, my loves

We shall buy some apples

Mum will love them so!
Father, look, the theatre!

When we're rich, we'll go

All the joys of Christmas
Bundled up with string

But you mean more to me (You mean more, yes)
You mean more to me than anything!

Here's a fine bird; my prize turkey

How much is it?

I'll take a sovereign

That's a little bit out of our price range

I don't need a feast, Dad
All I'd get is fat
I don't need a turkey
How'd I eat all that?
I shall be content no matter what you bring
You mean more to me

You mean more to me

You mean more to me than anything



Credits
Writer(s): Lionel B. Jr. Richie
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