Poor Mans Son

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