(Dry the water from my eyes some;
Every day, I have to cry...)
Lord, I know that I'm just a poor girl,
But is it wrong to love, 'cause I'm not a rich girl?
I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny;
They said I couldn't love him 'cause he didn't have no money...
So every day, I have to cry some;
Every day, I have to cry some...
Dry the water from my eyes some;
Every day, I have to cry...
I had me a guy, I guess I really loved him,
'Cause every night, I was always thinking of him...
But you can't mix love with money,
'Cause if you do, it's gonna hurt somebody...
So every day, I have to cry some;
Every day, I have to cry some...
Dry the water from my eyes some;
Every day, I have to cry...
(Every day, I have to cry some, 
Every day, I have to cry...)
Lord, I know that I'm just a poor girl,
But is it wrong to love, 'cause I'm not a rich girl?
I thought that love would make my life bright and sunny;
They said I couldn't love him 'cause I didn't have no money...
So every day, I have to cry some;
Every day, I have to cry some...
Dry the water from my eyes some;
Every day, I have to cry...
Every day, I have to cry some;
Every day, I have to cry some...
Dry the water from my eyes some;
Every day, I have to cry...