It`s A Pity What Money Can Do — текст песни (Marty Robbins)

I was a poor boy, a poor girl was she
I loved her true and I thought she loved me
But I couldn`t offer her anything new
It`s a pity what money can do

She met with a stranger more wealthy than I
What I had promised her he said he`d buy
She gave him kisses then left me so blue
It`s a pity what money can do

A man without money is well off, it seems
He can`t spend fortunes on poor worthless schemes
But a rich man will buy dreams that never come true
It`s a pity what money can do

Now he has my sweetheart, I`m all alone
He`ll be as lonesome when his fortune`s gone
She`ll spend all his silver then find someone new
It`s a pity what money can do