Loving Pauper Songtext
von Dillinger

Do you know the loving pauper?

I′m not in the position to entertain you
The way that you're accustomed to
Can′t take you out to fancy places
Like other fellas that I know can do
I'm only able to romance you
Or make you tingle with delight
Financially I'm a pauper
(Everybody sing)
But when it comes to loving, I′m alright

Alright, I′m alright

Don't show me what your friends are wearing
I really don′t want to see (oh yeah)
Don't tell me what your friends are buying, girl
Cause money doesn′t grow on trees (oh yeah)
Tell me 'bout the things that excites you
Or make you tingle with delight
But if you prefer love to luxury
You′ve got to tell me baby, I'm alright


Alright, I'm alright

I said I went up to Isla to buy a little bike
The price wi di bike make me broke a likkle
A mus the judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time

I went to di market fi buy a piece of food
The price of the food
Mi haffi gwaan like me hood
Lord, a mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time
Sing, a mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time


I said I went up to Illy to buy a likkle stool
The price of the stool make me fall in a hole
A mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time
He watch a hard road to travel
Til you want a mighty long way to go
Illy said Jah Jah the Blessed Saviour
Man him gonna show I the way I know
Tell you that many gone down to di valley
Claims that they gone where water flow
Put fi ya foot a make me put fi mi
Put fi ya foot a make me put fi mi
Because me wear size eleven or me wear size seven
Put fi ya foot a make me put fi mi
He said a judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time
Sing, a mus he judgement time
Lord, a mus he judgement time

But I′m sorry people but I got to leave ya
But I know if I leave ya
Gonna cleave ya,
I got to leave ya, I′ve got to leave ya
I got to leave, but before I leave ya
Sorry to say but I'm on my way,
I won′t be back for many a day