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Lyrics for 'Poor Mans Son' by 'Survivor'
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 Mans Son
Workin' All Night Long
Got A Bad Guitar
And A Simple Song
You're A Rich Mans Daughter
Look At What You've Done
You Went And Fell In Love
With A Poor Mans 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 Coulda Loved For Money
Coulda Fooled Around For Fame
You Went And Took A Chance
On The Real Thing
( * Repeat )
( ** Repeat )
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