I am just a poor boy
I ain't got a dollar to my name
But I have a love inside
That won't lead no blame
I know your wicked ways
Cuz I have been down too
But you won't need to point your finger at me
Cuz I won't point mine at you
Cuz it's the trials and tribulations
All the awkward situations that the livin' brings
And it's the tryin' and believin'
There'll be flyin' after greiving
And in the end we all must earn our wings
I got a good ole soul
It's just got a few dings
And I have found that judgement it does nothing