It don't matter to her
She's seen it before
To her it all looks the same
She ain't the kind to always want more anyway
In an age where pride can feel a man's head
And Diamonds and gold say what needs to be said
I don't say much but my baby she understands
When I wonder why she loves me
She's always there to show me
She knows the value of a poor man's rose
Heaven knows I'm no caddilac man
maybe I'll never be
Sometimes it's hard but she always stands by me
When I wonder why she loves me
She's always there to show me
She knows the value of a poor man's rose
When I wonder why she loves me
She's always there to show me
She knows the value of a poor man's rose
Yeah she knows the value of a poor man's rose
the value of a poor man's rose
