Son Of A Poor Man
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โฑ๏ธ 3:44 duration
๐ ID: 1740954
๐ Lyrics
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 may not turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely you 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 may not 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
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 may not turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man, and the son of a poor man will bring you
And the son of a poor man will bring you down
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 may not turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely you 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 may not 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
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 may not turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man, and the son of a poor man will bring you
And the son of a poor man will bring you down
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.83] Hometown lady, leavin' for the city
[00:19.88] Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
[00:24.75] Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine
[00:32.69] I waved goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving
[00:37.74] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[00:44.79] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[00:50.87] But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
[00:57.38] And the son of a poor man will bring you home
[01:03.38] Maybe soon I'll see her on some television show
[01:16.40] Painted lips and fingers singing for the world
[01:22.93] A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world
[01:29.47] Call me up if you can but if not well I'll understand
[01:33.96] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[01:40.96] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[01:48.31] But if you ever get lonely just pick up the telephone
[01:53.94] And the son of a poor man will bring you home
[02:25.52] Hometown lady, leavin' for the city
[02:43.17] Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
[02:49.31] Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine
[02:56.35] I waved goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving
[03:01.28] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[03:07.93] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[03:14.79] But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
[03:20.55] And the son of a poor man, and the son of a poor man will bring you
[03:28.06] And the son of a poor man will bring you down
[03:36.61]
[00:19.88] Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
[00:24.75] Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine
[00:32.69] I waved goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving
[00:37.74] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[00:44.79] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[00:50.87] But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
[00:57.38] And the son of a poor man will bring you home
[01:03.38] Maybe soon I'll see her on some television show
[01:16.40] Painted lips and fingers singing for the world
[01:22.93] A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world
[01:29.47] Call me up if you can but if not well I'll understand
[01:33.96] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[01:40.96] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[01:48.31] But if you ever get lonely just pick up the telephone
[01:53.94] And the son of a poor man will bring you home
[02:25.52] Hometown lady, leavin' for the city
[02:43.17] Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
[02:49.31] Her last look through the window, I saw her eyes were as red as mine
[02:56.35] I waved goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving
[03:01.28] But a woman can't be high-class in a lonely farmer's town
[03:07.93] And the son of a poor man may not turn your head around
[03:14.79] But if you ever get lonely you just pick up the telephone
[03:20.55] And the son of a poor man, and the son of a poor man will bring you
[03:28.06] And the son of a poor man will bring you down
[03:36.61]