Poor Man's Heaven - Seth Lakeman

Kind friends gather round

There’s a dream that I had this last night

There’s plenty of land, soil and sea

We won’t have to struggle and fight

It’s a poor man’s heaven, well how about when

We won’t have nothing to fear, no

With real feather beds to rest those heads

We’ll all have one of our own

It’s a poor man’s heaven to be free

A poor man’s heaven to believe

It’s a poor mans vision up above

A poor man’s heaven to be loved

Yeah, come on now

We’ll roll up their banks, shoot their crates

We won’t give it up 'till we heard

With the rich man’s son, we’ll have that fun

For sticking their shovel and dirt

We’ll live on champagne, ride that train

We’ll drink it from the day until midnight

If someone should dare to ask out there

We’ll punch and put out his lights

It’s a poor man’s heaven to be free

A poor man’s heaven to believe

It’s a poor mans vision up above

A poor man’s heaven to be loved

Yeah, come on now

Yeah

We’ll live at our ease, take all we please

We won’t have no-one to fend for

If someone gets smart, we’ll take him apart

And spread him all over the floor

It’s a poor man’s heaven, well how 'bout when

We won’t have nothing to fear, no

With real feather beds to rest those heads

We’ll all have one of our own

It’s a poor man’s heaven to be free

A poor man’s heaven to believe

It’s a poor mans vision up above

A poor man’s heaven to be loved

Yeah, come on now

Yeah, it’s a poor man’s heaven

Come on now, hey

Yeah, come on now, come on

It’s a poor mans heaven

Yeah, yeah, a poor man’s heaven

Yeah, come on now, come on

It’s a poor mans heaven

Yeah, yeah, a poor man’s heaven

Yeah, come on now, come on

It’s a poor mans heaven

Yeah, yeah, a poor man’s heaven