A rich mans got his picture on the cover of a magazine
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Lives a pampered life with his trophy wife
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And his long black limousines
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He's got all the money in the whole wide world and toys he'll never use
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But he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues
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Rich man thinks his shoes are made to walk wherever he wants
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From the top of all them high rise buildings to the bottom of the honkytonks
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He'll step on everything in between but he won't a mile in my shoes
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And he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues
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He thinks his money rules the world and he don't give a damn
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Bout a low class, backwoods, country boy from deep south Alabama
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He uses folks like me just to keep his sorry ass amused
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Well son you better watch your back when the poor man gets the blues
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Rich man waltzed right into her life and swept her off her feet
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For all his fame and his fortune
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Lord knows I couldn't compete
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When he took her love away from me I had nothing left to lose
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But I told that rich man just what happens
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When a poor man gets the blues
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He thinks his money rules the world and he don't give a damn
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Bout a low class, backwoods, country boy from deep south Alabama
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He uses folks like me just to keep his sorry ass amused
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Well son you better watch your back when the poor man gets the blues
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Poor Man Blues
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Jamey Johnson |