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oh no not me
till my poor man's ecstasy
you knew
oh no not me
till my poor man's ecstasy
you knew
so count your ribs and say your prayers and get to sleep
nothing is louder to god's ears than a poor mans sorrow
daddy is poor today and he will be poor tomorrow
so count your ribs and say your prayers and get to sleep
nothing is louder to god's ears than a poor mans sorrow
daddy is poor today and he will be poor tomorrow
i hit the brakes
the poor man's hydraulics
the poor man's hydraulics
i hit the brakes
the poor man's hydraulics
the poor man's hydraulics
things are gonna get better in the by-and-by
and there ain't a thing for a poor man
in this world
things are gonna get better in the by-and-by
and there ain't a thing for a poor man
in this world
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poor man's anger rising. the ostrich hides his head. soon the red blood will be boiling. and blue blood will be dead. while we say. little by little by little
and stone by stone. rich man's mountain comes crumbling down
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poor man's anger rising. the ostrich hides his head. soon the red blood will be boiling. and blue blood will be dead. while we say. little by little by little
and stone by stone. rich man's mountain comes crumbling down
yeah
sufferer. i would rather live my life as a poor man
than to live inna corruption
yeah
sufferer. i would rather live my life as a poor man
than to live inna corruption
seems like everybody wanna throw me down
'cause i'm a poor man
but i'm a good man
seems like everybody wanna throw me down
'cause i'm a poor man
but i'm a good man
and it's hearing people say he looks alot like his daddy
these things are a poor man's gold
it's the twinkle in the eyes of the gray haired old man we call grandpa
and it's hearing people say he looks alot like his daddy
these things are a poor man's gold
it's the twinkle in the eyes of the gray haired old man we call grandpa
so arouse! you sons of freedom! the world seems upside down
they scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
there's different parts in ireland
so arouse! you sons of freedom! the world seems upside down
they scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town
there's different parts in ireland
you're signed in blood
i'm a poor mans son
workin' all night long
you're signed in blood
i'm a poor mans son
workin' all night long
a rich man eats when he wishes
a poor man whenever he can
i need a home but my boots keep growing
a rich man eats when he wishes
a poor man whenever he can
i need a home but my boots keep growing
what to hold
a poor man's roses
or a rich man's gold
what to hold
a poor man's roses
or a rich man's gold
he's got all the money in the whole wide world and toys he'll never use
but he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues
rich man thinks his shoes are made to walk wherever he wants
he's got all the money in the whole wide world and toys he'll never use
but he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues
rich man thinks his shoes are made to walk wherever he wants
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rich man poor man beggarman thief
you're like a child with your beliefs
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rich man poor man beggarman thief
you're like a child with your beliefs
everybody one of a kind
let the poor man shine
everybody one of a kind
everybody one of a kind
let the poor man shine
everybody one of a kind