Can you believe me when I say

There's nothin' I'd like better

Than just to sit here and talk with you?

Although I'll rant and I'll rave

About one thing and another

The beauty of it is (hope you'll agree)

Though I'm a poor boy

I can still be happy

As long as I can feel free

So many people I know gettin' old way too early

(Well, are you feelin' kind of weary?)

Just to impress you with the money they've made

(You'd better, you'd better, you'd better change your theory)

One drop of rain they complain

And it's the same about the wage they're earnin'

Well that is not the way I'm gonna be

Don't mind the rain

Don't mind snow

Don't mind nothin'

If I know

You will be right here with me

Well let us state our only point of view

Why can't we all afford to live like you?

This simple life is simply not enough

We have appearances we must keep up

Poor boy

If that's the way it's gotta be (Poor boy)

It's you for you and me for me

I try all I can understanding all the fools

And all their money

When half of what they got

You know they never will use

Enough to get by suits me fine;

I don't care if they think I'm funny

I'm never gonna change my point of view

Don't mind the rain

Don't mind snow

Don't mind nothin'

If I know

You will be right here with me

Always – na, na, na

Don't mind the rain

Don't mind snow

Don't mind nothin'

If I know

You will be right here with me