Holes in my shoes sometimes give me the blues And my second hand clothing, it makes me look lonely But draped in j**elry doesn't feel much better So let's be poor together Luxury's fine if you like vintage wine And your fancy old car takes you from near to far But riches never seem to last forever So let's be poor together And I said, money will float away like a feather Let's be poor together Asleep under bridges, that's my greatest of wishes A box for a throne that's what I call my home Through cold and dark and not so fairer weather Let's be poor together