From the recording For The Poor (Deluxe)
Devin Canfield - Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Devin Canfield
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Lyrics
I would be a fool not to write a song about a boardwalk summer
But I feel so much dumber then the boys in Dumber and Dumber
And now i'm landlocked and I feel like i'm stuck in a cavern
The Delaware shore feels as far away as Saturn
And I don't know what to tell you
How some of the poorest of folks are some of the gentlest souls
How some of the poorest of folks will love you and invite you to their homes even though they don't have one
And my whole life I feel like I was fed a lie
You've gotta work to the bone everyday until you die
And Martha was angry when Mary sat in delight
And somehow the rich keep getting richer while poor folks die trying to survive
And I don't know what to tell you
How some of the poorest of folks are some of the kindest souls
Some of the poorest of folks they will love you and invite you to their homes even though they don't have one