A rich mans got his picture on the cover of a magazine

Lives a pampered life with his trophy wife

And his long black limousines 

He's got all the money in the whole wide world and toys he'll never use



But he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues



Rich man thinks his shoes are made to walk wherever he wants

From the top of all them high rise buildings to the bottom of the honkytonks

He'll step on everything in between but he won't a mile in my shoes



And he don't know a damn thing bout when a poor man gets the blues



He thinks his money rules the world and he don't give a damn

Bout a low class, backwoods, country boy from deep south Alabama

He uses folks like me just to keep his sorry ass amused

Well son you better watch your back when the poor man gets the blues



Rich man waltzed right into her life and swept her off her feet

For all his fame and his fortune

Lord knows I couldn't compete

When he took her love away from me I had nothing left to lose

But I told that rich man just what happens

When a poor man gets the blues



He thinks his money rules the world and he don't give a damn

Bout a low class, backwoods, country boy from deep south Alabama

He uses folks like me just to keep his sorry ass amused

Well son you better watch your back when the poor man gets the blues