| They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy |
| But I ain’t lonesome and I ain’t blue |
| 'Cause I could never be a poor boy |
| As long as I’ve got a dolly like you |
| Ain’t got a crust, ain’t got a cent |
| Can’t buy a jug, can’t pay the rent |
| I got a heartfull of dreams |
| And a lot of memories |
| And that’s enough for me |
| They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy |
| But I ain’t lonesome and I ain’t blue |
| 'Cause I could never be a poor boy |
| As long as I’ve got a dolly like you |
| Can’t buy a house, can’t buy a lot |
| Ain’t got a bean, I ain’t got a pot |
| But what I got is a heartfull of |
| Love and memories |
| And that’s enough for me |
| They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy |
| But I ain’t lonesome and I ain’t blue |
| 'Cause I could never be a poor boy |
| As long as I’ve got a dolly like you |
| Ain’t got a pig, ain’t got a cow |
| Ain’t got a mule to pull a plow |
| But what I got is a heartfull of |
| Love and memories |
| And that’s enough for me |
| They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy |
| But I ain’t lonesome and I ain’t blue |
| 'Cause I could never be a poor boy |
| As long as I’ve got a dolly like you |