Po' man's Paradise

Pip pop a dance has come,
I sit, and on my guitar I strum.
People be passin' me by,
Lookin', pro'lly thinkin' "poor guy."
What they don' know
Is how I'm a lucky Joe.
I'm livin' in the po' man's paradise,
And oh boy, is it nice!
Sittin' with the sun on mah face,
Livin' mah life at mah own pace.
I watch all the guys and gal's,
And in my eyes their life is like Hell.
They've got much to do so much to say,
While I'm sittin' back enjoyin' mah day.
Watchin' all of the birds fly,
I'm so happy I could die.
Oh boy, it's sure nice,
Livin' in the Po' man's paradise.