I was a poor boy, a poor girl was she I loved her true and I thought she loved me But I couldnt offer her anything new Its a pity what money can do She met with a stranger more wealthy than I What I had promised her he said hed buy She gave him kisses then left me so blue Its a pity what money can do A man without money is well off, it seems He cant spend fortunes on poor worthless schemes But a rich man will buy dreams that never come true Its a pity what money can do Now he has my sweetheart, Im all alone Hell be as lonesome when his fortunes gone Shell spend all his silver then find someone new Its a pity what money can do
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