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This song was, in a lot of ways, a dedication to a musical hero. Both in the theme and the style. It's also one of those songs that wrote itself in about 20 minutes.

Poor boy raised on the back streets
Of a dusty one horse town
Learned to play on his guitar
And the people came around
Turned his eyes up to the sky
And said a little prayer
For a girl to call his own
A pretty maiden fair

Ooh.. don't it make you feel like singin'
Ooh.. don't it make you feel alright
Ooh.. don't it make you feel like singin'
And the world stops.. when you hold each other tight

Princess lived in a castle
Way up on the hill
Found a fool not far away
And ooh she loved him still
Listened to the words he said
as he sang to her of love
Knew they were a match made
in heaven up above

When you find love
You will know... your love is true
She'll be the one.. that was made
Just for you..

Poor boy and the Princess
They made themselves a home
Princess said to Poor Boy
Now you don't have to roam
Laying in their bed all day
Or playing in the fields
Just one look and you could tell
That this love was for real