Money cannot save you but love can

One feeds the soul the other the man

Cash can buy you just about anything

Love will take you on and to heaven bring.

Filthy Lucre is a losers game of chance

It will lead you to destruction by a merry dance

It seems so cogent to put your trust in it

Taking you in sorrow down, bit by bit.

Love triumphs over it all

Rescuing you from the life-long squall

It lifts you up and motivates

Putting an end to your inner hates.

The six is the man the diamond is money

All is lost on this card if you run it 

Loose the six and keep the seven

The difference is clear, hell or heaven….