Charley Pride
Poor Boy Like Me
She grew up in the backwood country Found her dreams in movie magazinesNow she's gone looking for her castle What chance is there for a poor boy like meCity lights oh you took my darling And the love that she promised meAfter wine and big city parties What chance is there for a poor boy like meSold my house to Raverend Smith last Sunday Left my farm with Abraham McGeeHad to go and rescue my darling From the life like your city folks leadI found her dressed in fancy silks and satin Spending money like it grew on treesLiving high in a big white mansion What chance is there for a poor boy like meWhat chance is there for a poor boy like me
From Letras Mania