Jamey Johnson - Poor man blues
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POOR MAN BLUES
rDich mans got his picture onG the cover of magazine
thDeres a pampered life with a trophy wife anGd his long black limosines
hDes got all the money in the whole wide worldG and toys hell never use
bCut he dont know aG damn thing bout when a pGoor man gFets the blDues
riDch man thinks his shoes are madeG to walk wherever he wants
frDom the top of all them high rise buildingsG to the bottom of the honkytonks
heDll step on everything in betweenG but he wont walk a mile in my shoes
anCd he dont know aG damn thing bout when a pGoor man gFets the blDues
hCe thinks his money rules the world and Ghe dont giFve a dDamn
bDout a low class backwoods country boy fromA deep south alabam C
Dhe uses folks like me just to keep his sCorry aGss amDused
wCell son you better Gwatch your back when a poGor man geFts the blDues
rDich man waltezd righth into her lifeG swept her off her feet
fDor all his fame and fortune Glord knows i couldnt compete
wDhen he took her love away from me Gi had nothing else to lose
sCo i taught that rich manG just what happens when a pGoor man gFets the blDues
hCe thinks his money rules the world and Ghe dont giFve a daDmn
bDout a low class backwoods country boy frAom deep south alabam C
hDe uses folks like me just to keep his soCrry aGss amDused
wCell son youd better Gwatch your back when a pGoor man gFets the bDlues