I have filled up my pockets with money
Big trophies, I've hung on my wall
My mansion sits high on a hilltop
And the world is impressed by it all
But to me all this glory is worthless
And I've not been successful enough
For while I was winning the whole wide world
I was losing your love

I forgot to kiss you
And hold to your charms
Success seems like nothing
To these empty arms
All this time I've been gaining a treasure
That I can't even speak hardly of
For while I was winning the whole wide world
I was losing your love
Slowly losing your love

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Writer(s): BILL ANDERSON, BUDDY KILLEN