Rich Man's World

Well it's a rich man's world, a rich man's world

And who am I in it

Who am I in it

Nothing but a lonely rambler girl

A lonely rambler girl

Misfit, mismatched, not a penny to my name

Trying to get to someplace that doesn't look the same

Look the same

Someplace that feels right

Never mind any fortune or fame

Well it's up early in the morning trying to find some work to do

Well it's hard times now baby but there's better coming soon

Coming soon

Or else I'll hop the next train

Yeah the next train will do

Well they'll get for rambling

They'll throw you in the bin

Acting like rambling now is some kind of sin

Some kind of sin

Just watch your step baby

Watch what crowd you end up in