| Can you believe me when I say, there’s nothing I like better,
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| Than just to sit here and talk with you.
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| Although I’ll rant and I’ll rave about one thing and another
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| The beauty of it is so pure to me, though,
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| I’m a poor boy,
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| I can still be happy,
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| As long as I can feel free.
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| So many people I know, get old way too early
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| (Well are you feelin' kind of weary)
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| Just to impress you with the money they’ve made
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| (You better, you better change your theory)
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| One drop of rain, they complain, it’s the same about the ways they’re earning.
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| Well, that is not the way I’m gonna be,
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| Don’t mind the rain, don’t mind snow, don’t mind nothin'
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| If I know,
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| You will be right here with me
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| -We'll let her stay, don’t mind a point of view,
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| How can we all afford to live like you;
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| This life is simply not enough,
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| We have no grievances, we must be tough-
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| -Poor Boy-
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| If that’s the way it’s gonna be
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| -Poor Boy-
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| It’s you for you and me for me
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| -Poor Boy-
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| (RD+RH)
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| I’ve tried all I can, understanding, all the fools and all threir money,
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| When half of what they’ve got, you know they never will use,
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| Enough to get by, suits me fine, I don’t care if they think I’m funny.
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| I’m never gonna change my point of view,
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| Don’t mind the rain, don’t mind snow, don’t mind nothing, if I know
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| You will be right here with me, all the way.
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| Na-na-na
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| Don’t mind the rain, don’t mind snow, dont' mind nothing if I know
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| You will be right here with me, all the way. |