Rich girl lives in a big brick house
Poor girl she does the same
My gal lives in the Nashville jail
It's a brick house just the same

She'll be coming round the mountain Charmin' Betsy
She'll be coming round the mountain Cora Lee poor thing
And if I never see you again
Good gal remember me

Rich girl rides in a Cadilac Eight
Poor girl she does the same
My gal rides in a T-Model Ford
But she gets there just the same

Rich girl wears the best perfume
Poor girl she does the same
My gal don't wear no perfume at all
But she gets there just the same

Rich girl wears a satin dress
Poor girl she does the same
My gal wears a burlap bag
But she gets there just the same