He'll buy you lots of pretty things fancy clothes and fancy rings
But he will never love you never more than I
Your pillared home all dressed in white will be cold on the summer's night
Cause he will never love you never more than I
Wealth and possession I admit I don't have very much of
I was born and raised a poor boy and all we had was love
So if you want what's made of clay take his hand and walk away
But he will never love you never more than I
Wealth and possession I admit I don't have very much of
I was born and raised a poor boy and all we had was love
So if you want what's made of clay take his hand and walk away
But he will never love you never more than I
But he will never love you never more than I
Your pillared home all dressed in white will be cold on the summer's night
Cause he will never love you never more than I
Wealth and possession I admit I don't have very much of
I was born and raised a poor boy and all we had was love
So if you want what's made of clay take his hand and walk away
But he will never love you never more than I
Wealth and possession I admit I don't have very much of
I was born and raised a poor boy and all we had was love
So if you want what's made of clay take his hand and walk away
But he will never love you never more than I
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