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