[Verse 1]
She grew up in the backwood country
Found her dreams in movie magazines
Now she's gone looking for her castle
What chance is there for a poor boy like me?

[Verse 2]
City lights, oh, you took my darling
And the love that she promised me
After wine and big city parties
What chance is there for a poor boy like me?

[Verse 3]
Sold my hoss to Reverend Smith last Sunday
Left my farm with Abraham McGee
Had to go and rescue my darling
From the life like your city folks lead

[Verse 4]
I found her dressed in fancy silks and satin
Spending money like it grew on trees
Living high in a big white mansion
What chance is there for a poor boy like me?

[Refrain]
What chance is there for a poor boy like me?