(anita cochran)

Bobby little lives on the other side of town,
Hes got a picture of a girl in a gown,
He tells his daddy, someday youll see, she will be with me.
His daddy tells him, son its just not right.
Shes from money boy, shes not your kind.
Dont even call, shell just turn you down.
Yourefrom the wrong side of town.

But every sunday after sunday school
Dressed in his finest hopin she never knew.
Hed walk her home then hed say good-bye with tears in his eyes,
She lives uptown in a big white house.
He knows someday but he dont know how.
Lord its not what he prefers, hell have to break the news to her.
Hes from the wrong side of town.

He doesnt have money, no he doesnt have have fortune or fame.
And he doesnt understand why he has to live his life in shame.
But he knows that he loves her, can he make her see somehow,
It shouldnt matter if hes from the wrong side of town.

Next sunday its the same routin, oh but this tiem hes wearin his jeans
He thinks its teh last time hell walk her home, then hell be alone.
He takes her by the hand the truth hell face
He knows in his heart shes gonna walk away, but she takes him by surprise.
She looks into his eyes and says your from the wrong side of town.

Well I dont need money, no I dont need fortune or fame,
And I dont know why you have to live your life feeling ashamed.
Dont you know that I love you, well I hope you do by now,
It doesnt matter if your from the wrong side of town
No it doesnt matter if your from the wrong side of town

Oh bobby little lives on the other side of town,
She stands beside him in her wedding gown

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