Poor Man's Son

Poor Man's Son - The Reflections

I'm up each day with the risin' sun

I got a job and it must be done

I leave for work feeling good 'cause you're on my mind

These thoughts of you help me pass the time

I'm a poor man's son

Push push and on workin' with a smile

Just loving' you makes it all worth while

I'll get my pay like the rest when the week is through

Gonna buy you something that pleases you

I'm a poor man's son

No man rich or poor

Could ever love any more than me

I work my hands nearly to the bones

These thoughts of mine never let me alone

Working hard every day for the things we plan

I'll love you so don't you understand

I'm a poor man's son

That's why I'm up ever day with the rising sun

I've got this job and it will be done

I'm a poor man's son

I'm a poor man's son

I'm a poor man's son

I'm a poor man's son