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