Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Boy

I used to drive my 'cross the train tracks
A hard day's work piled up in the
Muddy boots and a grease stained Atlanta cap, yeah
I was a poor boy

I felt a outta place on your front porch
The look on your daddy's face when he opened the
Everything he didn't say told me he wasn't
'Bout poor boy

But you worry 'bout what I wasn't
You care that I came from nothin'
All I give you was my love and
The key to the
Of a boy

I'd crack a smile them rich boys would look our way
I knew they were thinkin', man, there ain't no way
He can't keep her happy, no, girl won't ever stay
With poor boy

But you didn't worry 'bout I wasn't
You didn't that I came from nothin'
All I could you was my love and
The key to the
Of a boy

Baby, we just kept on on
In a beat up truck, a Whitley song
Girl, your heart of
'em all wrong

'Cause you worry 'bout what I wasn't
And you didn't care that I came nothin'
All I give you was my love and
The key to the
Of a boy
I was a poor boy
You loved a poor boy, yeah