I'M UP EACH DAY
WITH THE RISING SUN...
I'VE GOT A JOB
AND IT MUST BE DONE...
I LEAVE FOR WORK
FEELING GOOD 'CAUSE
YOU'RE ON MY MIND
EACH PART OF YOU
HELPS ME PASS THE TIME
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON...
PUSH, PUSH, AND MOAN
WORKING WITH A SMILE
JUST LOVING YOU
MAKES IT ALL WORTHWHILE
I'LL GET MY PAY LIKE THE REST
WHEN THE WEEK IS THROUGH
GONNA BUY YOU SOMETHIN'
THAT PLEASES YOU
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON...
NO MAN, RICH OR POOR
COULD EVER LOVE YOU
ANY MORE, OOH
I WORK MY HANDS
NEARLY TO THE BONE
THIS BOSS OF MINE
NEVER LETS ME GO
I'M WORKIN' HARD EVERY DAY
FOR THE THINGS WE PLANNED
I LOVE YOU SO
'CAUSE YOU UNDERSTAND
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON.....
OOH! AH! OOH! AH!
OOH! AH! OOH! AH!
OOH! AH! OOH! AH!
THAT'S WHY I'M UP EVERY DAY
WITH THE RISING SUN
I'VE GOT THIS JOB
AND IT WILL BE DONE
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON
I'M A POOR MAN'S SON