I don't drive no fancy car
No diamond ring, no big cigar
And i still play my first guitar.....
I don’t mind it, i like it
Always worn the hand-me-downs
Sometimes we'd pa** the best around
No silver spoon found in the mouth
No that’s not how we get down
I thought that i’d be real smart
And pay my bills by credit cards
And now i owe 2,000 dollars
I don’t know how i’m gonna pay that off
If you want those fancy things
Gonna take hard work and discipline
It was my mother who told me this, oh yes
And this is what she said
Oh baby girl, look out now 
all that gltters isn’t gold 
the real shine is in your soul
 oh baby girl, hold on
they’d love to make a fool out of you
don’t you never ever let ‘em get you
In your slick designer threads
I’m in my thrift store kicks instead
I’m stopping traffic i’m turning heads
All the money in the world won’t buy you this
So put your fancy fringe aside
Feathers and the leather every thing that we buy
Baby girl there’s been so much more to life
So don’t you worry – it’s alright….