Poor Folks

We've got a Styrofoam cooler
In the back of my old Chevy truck
Reachin' over the side for a brew
'Cause the tailgate's stuck
A couple lines in the water
Hey I think you've got a bite
And I wonder what the Poor Folks are doin' tonight
We could've drove this old truck into town
Caught the nine-o-clock show
But I just assume be sittin' here with you
Listenin' to the radio
I've got your name on my left arm
And your body in my right
And I wonder what the Poor Folks are doin' tonight
The ones out there who ain't got nothin' on us
They've got everything else in the world
But it ain't enough
Wishin' they were the owners of a love like yours and mine
And I wonder what the poor folks are doin' tonight
You know the truth is you and me
Can't buy a whole lot of fancy things
And we're not on a first name basis
With the folks down at the bank
But we know we've got it all
When we turn out the lights
And we wonder what the Poor Folks are doin' tonight
The ones out there who ain't got nothin' on us
They've got everything else in the world
But it still ain't enough
Wishin' they were the owners of a love like yours and mine
And I wonder what the Poor Folks are doin' tonight
Yeah, I wonder what the Poor Folks are doin' tonight