Son of a Poor Man

	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.

	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.