There's a girl
who lives down the track
In a little shack
made of timber wood
And her clothes are
all hand me downs
From the folks in town
who treat her so good
Though she hasn't
got a dime
I'm so proud that
she's all mine
'Cause to me she's
a princess in rags
Now her Dad, he's
a worn out man
Prayin' if he can
make enough to eat
And her mom cleans
for everyone
'Til the day is done
just to make ends meet
All her wealth
is in her charms
And the sweetness
of her arms
How I love my poor
princess in rags
I know some day
I'll find a way
To take her out of
this old place
I'll work and slave,
scrimp and save
To change her rags
to silk and lace
Though it hurts
and my body aches
From the pain it takes
just to set things right
But for now
I must be content
With each moment spent
in her arms each night
She's the only girl for me
And some day it's gotta be
Just me and my
princess in rags
