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Paroles
Baby, if you really love me
You will better understand
That the silver in your pocket
Ain't no measure of a man
And though the fortunes of our fathers
We aspire to rise above
When you're born into a breed
You're signed in blood
I'm a poor man's son
Workin' all night long
Got a bad guitar
And a simple song
You're a rich man's daughter
Look at what you've done
You went and fell in love
With a poor man's son
Baby, you were born in splendor
To a house of wealth and fame
Your mother was a spender
And you grew up on a stage
And girl you could've loved for money
Could've fooled around for fame
But you went and took a chance
On the real thing
Though the fortunes of our fathers
We aspire to rise above
When you're born into a breed
You're signed in blood
I'm a poor man's son
Workin' all night long
Got a bad guitar
And a simple song
You're a rich man's daughter
You're a rich man's daughter
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
Poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
I'm a poor man's son
Writer(s): Frankie M., Iii Sullivan, James M. Peterik
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