Written by John Mellencamp
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Country gentleman walked a crooked mile,
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Got our money in his pocket.
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Did it all with a very handsome smile.
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Now, he's livin' it up in a great big office.
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He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
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He ain't a-goona help no poor man.
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He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
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He's just gonna help his rich friends.
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He ain't a-gonna help no women.
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He ain't a-gonna help no children.
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He's just gonna help his rich friends.
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Country gentleman, we see him on T.V.,
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Glad handin' folks and chattin' to the nation.
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We never knew what really to believe.
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Just word upon slogan with emotional connection.
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Chorus:
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He ain't a-gonna help no poor man.
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He ain't a-gonna help no children.
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He ain't a-gonna help no women.
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He's just gonna help his rich friends.
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And in the papers all we'd ever read is
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So and so big-shot signed his resignation.
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Now, country gentleman he wants us to believe
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That he's kind and honest with the best intentions.
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Chorus
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Country gentleman, now there's a bird that flew
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High above his nation, prayed on its weakness.
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Picked our bones and threw it in his stew.
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Thank God he went back to California.
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Chorus
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Country Gentleman
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John Mellencamp |