Текст песни: Poor Man’s Son (Survivor )

aby if you really love me
You had better understand
That the silver in your pocket
AinЎЇt no measure of a man
*
And though the fortunes of our fathers
We aspire to rise above
When youЎЇre born into a breed
YouЎЇre signed in blood*

**
IЎЇm a poor mans son
WorkinЎЇ all night long

Got a bad guitar
And a simple song
YouЎЇre a rich mans daughter
Look at what youЎЇve 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

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Исполнитель: Survivor

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