When Im As Rich As Uncle Claus Lyrics

When I'm as rich as Uncle Claus,

With whiskers on my chin,

I'm going to have a great big house

To put my people in.

I'll never let them wander out

Or ride with me to town;

They 'll come a-running when I shout

And tremble when I frown.

I'll have some men in soldier tents,

A pirate and his mate,

And wildcats all around the fence,

And mad dogs on the gate.