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