Trace Adkins - Poor Folks Lyrics
We've got a Styrofoam coolerIn the back of my old Ford truckAnd we're reaching over the side for brew'Cause the tailgates stuckA couple of lines in the waterHey, I think you've got a biteI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightWe could have drove this old truck on into townAnd caught the 9 o'clock showBut I'd just as soon be sitting here with youListening to the radioI've got your name on my left armAnd your body in my rightI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightThe ones out there who ain't got nothin' on usThey got everything else in this world but it ain't enoughWishing they were the owners of a love like yours and mineI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightThe truth is, you and meWe can't buy a whole lotta fancy nice thingsAnd we ain't on no first name basisWith the folks down at the bankBut we know we've got it allWhen we turn out the lightsI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightThe ones out there who ain't got nothin' on usThey got everything else in this world but it ain't enoughWishing they were the owners of a love like yours and mineI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightI wonder what the poor folks are doing tonightBaby, you know we got the life
