Poor Boy

Composed by：Jamie McDell

I went to school with the sharpest of the knives

I fooled around with the richest of the wives

I broke some records running circles on a track

I broke my nose then my brother broke it right back

Said I got no time to be a poor boy

Morning job at the freezing works

Midnight running with the sure boys

Daytime working toward a junior clerk

And I'm gonna find a way to make it work

I watched my father and the way he hurt

Said I got no time to be a poor boy

I built an office with the highest of the bar

Redid the kitchen put a lap pool in the yard

Me and your mother used to mingle with the stars

Out on the weekend singing Taxi on guitar

Said I got no time to be a poor boy

Bloody Mary cure them Moet eyes

Midnight running with the sure boys

Someday sailing to a long white isle

And I'm gonna find a way to make it work

I watched my father and the way it hurt

Said there ain't no pride in being poor boy

I went to school with the sharpest of the knives

But I broke some rules and I truly paid the price

Over the years over many more mistakes

I watched the assets and the value sail away

So I keep on working 'til my body makes me stop

You and your sister are the only girl we've got

Don't take my lesson you don't need it you are wise

But don't be obsessing over anything but real life

Said I got time to be a poor boy

See my daughters on the stage last night

I'm not dying with the sure boys

Monday driving through the countryside

And I'm gonna find a way to make it work

I put my family and the sunrise first

If I got time I ain't a poor boy

If I got time I ain't a poor boy

If I got time I ain't a poor boy