I’m just a poor boy and I haven’t got a dime The girls wouldn’t look at me, they wouldn’t waste their time They’d just laugh at me as they go driving by But it doesn’t hurt me ‘cause I got no reason to cry Cause I got the girl I love and she’s as pretty as can be 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 [email protected]