Marty Robbins - It's A Pity What Money Can Do

I was a poor boy, a poor girl was she
I loved her true and I thought she loved me
But I couldn't offer her anything new
It's a pity what money can do

She met with a stranger more wealthy than I
What I had promised her he said he'd buy
She gave him kisses then left me so blue
It's a pity what money can do

A man without money is well off, it seems
He can't spend fortunes on poor worthless schemes
But a rich man will buy dreams that never come true
It's a pity what money can do

Now he has my sweetheart, I'm all alone
He'll be as lonesome when his fortune's gone
She'll spend all his silver then find someone new