Poor Man’s Son Noah Gundersen
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Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
My father is a hard earned worker; my mother has a heart of gold
I was never much younger but I feel twice as old
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
But I've got money for food and a little bit of gasoline
I've got plenty of time but I want everything now
But I don't need no gold or silver
Oh I only need a few new things
Or I would buy pearls for my lover
Or just a brand new set of guitar strings
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
I feel a cold wind blowing;
Dark clouds form on the western sky
I've got a feeling like knowing that everyone here will someday die
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
My father is a hard earned worker; my mother has a heart of gold
I was never much younger but I feel twice as old
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
But I've got money for food and a little bit of gasoline
I've got plenty of time but I want everything now
But I don't need no gold or silver
Oh I only need a few new things
Or I would buy pearls for my lover
Or just a brand new set of guitar strings
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
I feel a cold wind blowing;
Dark clouds form on the western sky
I've got a feeling like knowing that everyone here will someday die
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
Stone cold broke in the middle of the winter, oh like a poor man's son
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