Poor Man's Son - Live

Alright, put your hand together for
Sony Columbia recording artist
Charlie Robison

What's going on, boys and girls?

I was a boy, I was a good little boy
Wantin' to near the playground fun
They said, "Ah, nah, nay boy, you can't play
'Cause you were born a poor man's son"

I met a girl, she was a pretty little girl
"Would you be my only one?"
She said, "Meet me where nobody can see
'Cause you were born a poor man's son"

I spent all my lifetime thinkin' what I could've done
While I worked my fingers to the bone

I had a man, he was a businessman
I said, "I'm a hard workin' son of a gun"
He said, "You know the rule
You should've stayed in school
But you were born a poor man's son, ah-ah"

I spent all my lifetime thinkin' what I could've done
While I worked my fingers to the bone

I met a guy, he was a crazy guy
He said, "I'm goin' to get me some
Let's go across the tracks where they keep that jack
All we need is a little back gun"

They got the hounds and they tracked us down
They said we know what you have done
You're gonna do the time it's gonna fit the crime
You shoulda shot a poor man's son
You shoulda shot a poor man's son
You shoulda shot a poor man's son, ah-ah

Thank you, It's good to be here
This little song have the life of the party
Record little tune about defensive dating



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Robison
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