Kind gather round There's a dream that I had last night There's of land, soil and sea We won't have to struggle and
It's a poor man's heaven, well how when We have nothing to fear, no With real feather beds to those heads all have one of our own
It's a poor man's heaven to be A poor man's to believe It's a mans vision up above A poor man's to be loved
Yeah, on now
We'll roll up banks, shoot their crates We won't give it up we heard With the rich man's son, we'll that fun For sticking their shovel and
We'll on champagne, ride that train We'll drink it from the day until If should dare to ask out there We'll and put out his lights
a poor man's heaven to be free A poor man's heaven to It's a poor mans vision up A poor heaven to be loved
Yeah, on now
We'll live at our ease, all we please We won't have no-one to for If someone gets smart, we'll him apart And spread him all over the
It's a poor man's heaven, how 'bout when We won't nothing to fear, no With real beds to rest those heads all have one of our own
It's a man's heaven to be free A poor man's heaven to It's a mans vision up above A poor heaven to be loved
Yeah, on now Yeah, it's a poor man's on now, hey
Yeah, on now, come on It's a poor heaven Yeah, yeah, a poor heaven
Yeah, on now, come on It's a mans heaven Yeah, yeah, a poor heaven
Yeah, come on now, on It's a poor mans Yeah, yeah, a man's heaven