Оригинален текст
1. And acrea of diamonds I'd offer to you.
A solid gold manchion, an airplane or two.
This world would be yours to have and to hold,
if teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold.
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If teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold,
I'd have all the treasures a pocket could hold.
I'd be, oh, so wealthy, with pleasures untold,
if teardrops were pennies and heartaches were gold
2. The tears that have fallen won't buy you a thing.
The heartaches you've caused me won't pay for a ring.
The love that I wanted, would not have grown cold,
if teardrops were pennies, and heartaches were gold.