Baby if you really love me
You had better understand
That the silver in your pocket
Aint no measure of a man
And though the fortunes of our fathers
We aspire to rise above
When youre born into a breed
Youre signed in blood
Im a poor mans son
Workin all night long
Got a bad guitar
And a simple song
Youre a rich mans daughter
Look at what youve done
You went and fell in love
With a poor mans son
Baby you were born in splendor
To a house of wealth and fame
Your mother was a spender
And you grew up on a stage
And girl you could have loved for money
Could have fooled around for fame
But you went and took a chance on the real thing
And though the fortunes of our fathers
We aspire to rise above
When youre born into a breed
Youre signed in blood
Im a poor mans son
Workin all night long
Got a bad guitar
And a simple song
Youre a rich mans daughter
Youre a rich mans daughter
Im a poor mans son
Im a poor mans son
Im a poor mans son
Poor mans son
Working all night long
Im a poor mans son
Im a poor mans son
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