G C
I’m just a poor boy and I haven’t got a dime
F G
The girls wouldn’t look at me, they wouldn’t waste their time
F C
They’d just laugh at me as they go driving by
Am G C
But it doesn’t hurt me ‘cause I got no reason to cry
G C
Cause I got the girl I love and she’s as pretty as can be
Am G
Thank heaven for Kathy for lovin’ a poor boy like me
Well I might be a poor boy but someday I’m gonna be
Laughing at the rich folks who are laughing at me
They’ll look up with envy and they all will see
How I found happiness, a poor boy like me
Chorus (repeat and fade)
by: José Duarte
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