Trump, the magnate baron held to his dreams
And flourished on the apple's lore in a town that always teems
Little Lonny Paydirt loved ole Mister Trump,
He wrote him songs and teased him some he was a goofy chump. Oh

Trump, the magnate baron held to his dreams
And flourished on the apple's lore in a town that always teems,
Trump, the magnate baron held to his dreams
And flourished on the apple's lore in a town that always teems,

Together they would travel in his box with chauffeur's help
Lonny had a goodtime flanked by Trump's titanic self,
Celebrities and sport stars would wow whene'er they came,
William Gates would offer his hand when Trump boomed out his name. oh!

Trump, the magnate baron lives to succeed
Still nourished by his parent's love in the light of fam'ly creed*
Trump, the magnate baron lives to succeed
Still nourished by his parent's love in the light of fam'ly creed

A legend is forever but what of Lonny boy?
Gilded dreams and simple things are still what he enjoys
"Do you really Matter?" Lonny Paydirt says, "perhaps..."
Will Trump the mighty baron, keep room for this loyal chap?

His wheels are kept in motion, ideas run like trains
Trump will often go to play a round the verdant range
Without his life's passion, Trump would not succeed
So Trump that mighty baron gladly keeps on gaining speed. Oh!

Trump, the magnate baron held to his dreams
And flourished on the apple's lore in a town that always teems,
Trump, the magnate baron lives to succeed
Still nourished by his parent's love in the light of fam'ly creed


* Trust in God, and be true to yourself - Elizabeth Christ Trump