to be rich is to still remember to treasure your first dime to have a chance to say farewell story of your life time of solitude and strife freedom of an open road hope and many miles to go promises to keep countless goldfields to reap to be rich is to seek to relive a memory far off lands quests of old self respect true grit never cared what a fortune might buy to seek is to be rich story of your life time of solitude and strife freedom of an open road hope and many miles to go promises to keep countless goldfields to reap to be rich is to seek to relive a memory all the strangers on your path crossraods the letters from home the cooling embers of a yuletide hearth all the sounds of wilderness the truth in which you roamed now your lost rosebud has brought you back home story of your life time of solitude and strife freedom of an open road hope and many miles to go promises to keep countless goldfiends to reap to be rich is to seek to relive a memory