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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Poor Man's Son”

• 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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