Poor

baby don't weep no more cuz if i'm going down the pig may be at our door we'll get by somehow I don't need no fancy clothes to make me feel fine it don't matter what I own so long as you're mine Rest your weary head we ain't beaten yet baby we ain't poor baby we ain't poor baby we ain't poor I don't need no mansion home to get lost inside there's no room to feel all alone with you by my side let's go the self same road in a dump of a car and when it gives up the ghost I'll be where you are rest your tired eyes with the daybreak closely we'll be fine baby we ain't poor baby we ain't poor baby we ain't poor la da da da da