My days with poor men
Live lives a strugglin'
Wouldn't keep their heads bent
Just to take what they could get
My days of long lives
Of hard times
And sacrifice
My days in more than just revive
And I'm proud to be from
The salt in the earth
Some people call me a poor girl
But when I get to heaven
I'm 'a shake the hands of the poor men, poor men
My days with poor men
Up at 4 AM
And late to bed,
Thank God is with me still
My days been sacrifice
And paid the price
And did the time
To live the good life
And I'm proud to be from the salt in the earth
Some people call me a poor girl
But, when I get to heaven
I'm 'a shake the hands of the poor men, poor men
And when I get to heaven,
I'm 'a shake the hands of the poor men, poor men
Whoa... up in heaven are all the poor men
I'm gonna shake their hands
I'm gonna shake their hands
And I'm proud to be from the salt of the earth
Some people call me a poor girl
But when I get to heaven
When I get to heaven
When I get to heaven
When I get to heaven
When I get to heaven
I'm 'a shake the hands of the poor men, poor men
And when I get to heaven
I'm 'a shake the hands of the poor men, poor men
Poor Men