Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron! . . .
And the money kept rolling out in all directions,
To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that’s not the point, my friends.
When the money keeps rolling out, you don’t keep books
You can tell you’ve done well by the happy, grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way.
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron!
Sing it, Ricky!