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• Artiste: Tyler Farr
• Titre: Poor Boy
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I used to drive my truck ‘cross the train tracks A hard day's work piled up in the back Muddy boots and a grease stained Atlanta Braves cap, yeah I was just a poor boy I felt a little outta place on your front porch The look on your daddy’s face when he opened the door Everything he didn’t say told me he wasn’t sure ‘Bout this poor boy But you didn’t worry ‘bout what I wasn’t You didn’t care that I came from nothin’ All I could give you was my love and The key to the heart Of a poor boy I'd crack a smile when them rich boys would look our way I knew that they were thinkin’, man there ain’t no way He can't keep her happy, no that girl won’t ever stay With that poor boy But you didn’t worry ‘bout what I wasn’t You didn’t care that I came from nothin’ All I could give you was my love and The key to the heart Of a poor boy Baby we just kept on rockin’ on In a beat up truck, a Keith Whitley song Girl your heart of gold Proved ‘em all wrong ‘Cause you didn’t worry ‘bout what I wasn’t You didn’t care that I came from nothin’ All I could give you was my love and The key to the heart Of a poor boy I was just a poor boy You loved a poor boy, yeah