Poor In Our Pockets

Duration

3:22

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Description

Lyrics

Lost my job around fourteen months ago Holdin’ my daughter told her “dontcha cry Baby don’t cry, don’t cry” Went down put my claim in Saw my neighbor writin’ his name in on the line Yeah on the line I aint concerned cause of something I learned When I was a little tyke and my daddy got burned Its a few simple words that he told me long to keep We may be poor in our pockets, but rich in our lives You don’t need any money to have a good time The best things in life are always free Poor in our pockets (but) baby You can count on me The wife is still workin’ but her belly’s getting bigger Bills are pilin’ up but I know we’ll figure it out Yeah we’ll figure somethin’ out Food on the table but the pantry is thinin’ And the roof needs a fixin’ now before it caves in no doubt And that ain’t no doubt I ain't too bothered cause when times get tight I think of my father and his kind advice Just a few simple words that I live by in my life We may be poor in our pockets, but rich in our lives You don’t need any money to have a good time The best things in life are always free Poor in our pockets (but) baby You can count on me Ever wonder what it’s all about- When you’re down so low? It’s all about joy, family, and don’t forget love Hope, and faith – and God above Poor in our pockets Sittin’ on the porch with the radio blarin’ Poor in our Pockets Couple hands of poker for what we’re wearin’ Poor in our pockets Swimmin’ in the buff down at White Hill Bluff Poor in our pockets Last time I tried- prayer was free! Poor in our pockets, yeah, yeah, yeah...