G                            C 
I’m just a poor boy and I haven’t got a dime 
                   F			 			     G 
The girls wouldn’t look at  me, they wouldn’t waste their time 
            F                              C 
They’d just laugh at me as they go driving by 
Am                  G                            C 
But it doesn’t hurt me ‘cause I got no reason to cry 

 
[Refrão]
               G						        C 
Cause I got the girl I love and she’s as pretty as can be 
Am                                G  
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 
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