I look into the eyes of the face on the dollar
bidding more for my time while the promise grows smaller
Lives for sale, no time to borrow
a dollar will buy you pennies tomorrow . . .

Well, the package is slick and the words are clever
but promises bought they won't last forever
No sale George, in my heart I feel
I must walk right on past this deal . . .

{ – violin interlude – }

To the face on the dollar I flash a sly smile back
'cause I've got Diamonds in my Knapsack . . .

Treasures... family and friends
I've got plenty of love and that never ends . . .

To the face on the dollar I flash a sly smile back
'cause I've got Diamonds in my Knapsack . . .

Treasures... family and friends
I've got plenty of love and that never ends . . .

Treasures... Diamonds in my Knapsack . . .
Treasures... Diamonds in my Knapsack . . .
Treasures... Diamonds in my Knapsack . . .

Diamonds . . . Diamonds . . .

Diamonds in my Knapsack!

{ – violin takeaway – }