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Survivor - Poor Man's Son lyrics
Jim Peterik/Frankie Sullivan) Published by WB Music Corp. - ASCAP/Ensign Music Corporation/Rude Music, Inc. - BMI Baby if you really love me You had 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 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 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 (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son A poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son (Poor man's son, workin' all night long) I'm a poor man's son I'm a poor man's son |
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