Poor - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Baby don't weep no more

'Cause if i'm going down

The pig may be at our door

We'll get by somehow

I don't need no fancy clothes

To make me feel fine

It don't matter what I own

So long as you're mine

Rest your weary head

We ain't beaten yet

Baby we ain't poor

I don't need no mansion home

To get lost inside

There's no room to feel all alone

With you by my side

Let's go the self same road

In a dump of a car

And when it gives up the ghost

I'll be where you are

Rest your tired eyes

With the daybreak closely we'll be fine

Baby we ain't poor

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