Poor Man`s Rose Lyrics

Poor Man`s Rose lyrics

It don’t matter to her
She’s seen it before
To her it all looks the
same
She ain’t the kind to always want more anyway
In an age where
pride can feel a man’s head
And Diamonds and gold say what needs to be
said
I don’t say much but my baby she understands

When I wonder why
she loves me
She’s always there to show me
She knows the value of a poor
man’s rose

Heaven knows I’m no caddilac man
maybe I’ll never
be
Sometimes it’s hard but she always stands by me

When I wonder
why she loves me
She’s always there to show me
She knows the value of a
poor man’s rose
When I wonder why she loves me
She’s always there to
show me
She knows the value of a poor man’s rose

Yeah she knows the
value of a poor man’s rose
the value of a poor man’s rose