Poor Man Blues Written & Recorded by Jamey Johnson Intro.: (D7) (D) Rich mans got his picture (G) on the cover of magazine (D) There's a pampered life with a trophy wife (A) and his long black limousines (D) Got all the money in the whole wide world (G) and toys hell never use But he (C)don't know a (G)damn thing bout when a poor man (F)gets the (D)blues
(D) Rich man thinks his shoes are made (G) to walk wherever he wants (D) From the top of all them high rise buildings (A) to the bottom of the honky-tonks (D) Hell step on everything in between (G) but he wont walk a mile in my shoes And (C)he don't know a (G)damn thing bout when a poor man (F)gets the (D)blues (Chorus) He (C)thinks his money rules the world and (G)he don't (F)give a damn (D) 'Bout a (D)low class backwoods country boy from (A)deep south Alabama (C) He uses (D)folks like me just to keep (Bm)his (C)sorry (G)ass a-(D)mused Well (C)son, you better (G)watch your back when a poor man (F) gets the blues (D) (D) Rich man waltzed right into her life, (G) swept her off her feet (D) For all his fame and fortune, Lord (A)knows I couldn't compete (D) When he took her love away from me, (G) I had nothing else to lose (C) So I taught that rich man (G)just what happens when a poor man (F)gets the blues (D) (Chorus) (C) He thinks his money rules the world and (G)he don't (F)give a damn (D) 'Bout a low class backwoods country boy from (A)deep south Alabama (C) He uses (D)folks like me just to keep (Bm)his (C)sorry (G)ass a-(D)mused Well (C)son, you'd better (G)watch your back when a poor man (F)gets the (D)blues