Son of a Poor Man Lyrics
| Song | Son of a Poor Man |
| Artist | REO Speedwagon |
| Album | The Essential REO Speedwagon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Richrath | |
| Lyrics：Gary Richrath Music：Gary Richrath | |
| Hometown lady, leavin' for the city | |
| Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train | |
| Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine | |
| I waved goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving. | |
| But a woman can't be high-class | |
| In a lonely farmer's town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain't gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. | |
| Maybe soon I'll see her on some television show | |
| Painted lips and fingers singing for the world | |
| A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world | |
| Call me up if you can but if not well I'll understand | |
| But a woman can't be high-class | |
| In a lonely farmer's town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain't gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. |
| zuo ci : Richrath | |
| Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
| Hometown lady, leavin' for the city | |
| Bags in hand, she' s boardin' the train | |
| Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine | |
| I waved goodbye but I can' t believe she' s leaving. | |
| But a woman can' t be highclass | |
| In a lonely farmer' s town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain' t gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. | |
| Maybe soon I' ll see her on some television show | |
| Painted lips and fingers singing for the world | |
| A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world | |
| Call me up if you can but if not well I' ll understand | |
| But a woman can' t be highclass | |
| In a lonely farmer' s town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain' t gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. |
| zuò cí : Richrath | |
| Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
| Hometown lady, leavin' for the city | |
| Bags in hand, she' s boardin' the train | |
| Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine | |
| I waved goodbye but I can' t believe she' s leaving. | |
| But a woman can' t be highclass | |
| In a lonely farmer' s town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain' t gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. | |
| Maybe soon I' ll see her on some television show | |
| Painted lips and fingers singing for the world | |
| A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world | |
| Call me up if you can but if not well I' ll understand | |
| But a woman can' t be highclass | |
| In a lonely farmer' s town | |
| And the son of a poor man | |
| Ain' t gonna turn your head around | |
| But if you ever get lonely | |
| Just pick up the telephone | |
| And the son of a poor man will bring you home. |
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