Poor Boy

Can you believe me when I say, there's nothing I like better, Than just to sit here and talk with you. Although I'll rant and I'll rave about one thing and another I'm a poor boy, The beauty of it is so pure to me, though, As long as I can feel free. I can still be happy, So many people I know, get old way too early (Well are you feelin' kind of weary) Just to impress you with the money they've made (You better, you better change your theory) One drop of rain, they complain, it's the same about the ways they're earning. Don't mind the rain, don't mind snow, don't mind nothin' Well, that is not the way I'm gonna be, If I know, You will be right here with me This life is simply not enough, How can we all afford to live like you; -We'll let her stay, don't mind a point of view, We have no grievances, we must be tough- If that's the way it's gonna be -Poor Boy- -Poor Boy- It's you for you and me for me -Poor Boy- (RD+RH) When half of what they've got, you know they never will use, I've tried all I can, understanding, all the fools and all threir money, Enough to get by, suits me fine, I don't care if they think I'm funny. I'm never gonna change my point of view, Don't mind the rain, don't mind snow, don't mind nothing, if I know Na-na-na You will be right here with me, all the way. Don't mind the rain, don't mind snow, dont' mind nothing if I know You will be right here with me , all the way