I was a poor boy, a poor girl was she
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I loved her true and I thought she loved me
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But I couldn't offer her anything new
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It's a pity what money can do
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She met with a stranger more wealthy than I
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What I had promised her he said he'd buy
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She gave him kisses then left me so blue
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It's a pity what money can do
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A man without money is well off, it seems
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He can't spend fortunes on poor worthless schemes
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But a rich man will buy dreams that never come true
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It's a pity what money can do
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Now he has my sweetheart, I'm all alone
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He'll be as lonesome when his fortune's gone
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She'll spend all his silver then find someone new
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It's a pity what money can do
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It's A Pity What Money Can Do
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| Marty Robbins |
