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