Baby if you really love me
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You had better understand
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That the silver in your pocket
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Ain't no measure of a man
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*and though the fortunes of our fathers
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We aspire to rise above
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When you're born into a breed
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You're signed in blood*
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**i'm a poor mans son
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Workin' all night long
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Got a bad guitar
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And a simple song
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You're a rich mans daughter
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Look at what you've done
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You went and fell in love
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With a poor mans son**
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Baby you were born in splendor
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To a house of wealth and fame
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Your mother was a spender
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And you grew up on a stage
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And girl you coulda loved for money
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Coulda fooled around for fame
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You went and took a chance
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On the real thing
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( * repeat )
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( ** repeat )
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Poor Man's Son
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| Survivor |
