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It don't matter to herShe's seen it beforeTo her it all looks the sameShe ain't the kind to always want more anywayIn an age where pride can feel a man's headAnd Diamonds and gold say what needs to be saidI don't say much but my baby she understands When I wonder why she loves meShe's always there to show meShe knows the value of a poor man's roseHeaven knows I'm no caddilac manMaybe I'll never beSometimes it's hard but she always stands by meWhen I wonder why she loves meShe's always there to show meShe knows the value of a poor man's roseWhen I wonder why she loves meShe's always there to show meShe knows the value of a poor man's roseYeah she knows the value of a poor man's roseThe value of a poor man's rose From Letras Mania