It don't matter to her

She's seen it before

To her it all looks the same

She ain't the kind to always want more anyway

In an age where pride can feel a man's head

And Diamonds and gold say what needs to be said

I don't say much but my baby she understands

When I wonder why she loves me

She's always there to show me

She knows the value of a poor man's rose

Heaven knows I'm no caddilac man

maybe I'll never be

Sometimes it's hard but she always stands by me

When I wonder why she loves me

She's always there to show me

She knows the value of a poor man's rose

When I wonder why she loves me

She's always there to show me

She knows the value of a poor man's rose

Yeah she knows the value of a poor man's rose

the value of a poor man's rose