Bobby Little lives on the other side of town,
He's got a picture of a girl in a gown,
He tells his daddy," someday you'll see, she will be with me"
His daddy tells him, " Son it's just not right
Shes from money boy, she's not your kind
Don't even call, shell just turn you down
You'refrom the wrong side of town"
But every Sunday after sunday school
Dressed in his finest hopin' she never knew
He'd walk her home then he'd say good-bye with tears in his eyes,
She lives uptown in a big white house
He knows someday but he don't know how
Lord it's not what he prefers, he'll have to break the news to her
He's from the wrong side of town
Chorus:
He doesn't have money, no he doesn't have have fortune or fame
And he doesn't understand why he has to live his life in shame
But he knows that he loves her, can he make her see somehow,
It shouldn't matter if he's from the wrong side of town
Next Sunday it's the same routin, oh but this tiem he's wearin' his jeans
He thinks it's teh last time he'll walk her home, then he'll be alone
He takes her by the hand the truth he'll face
He knows in his heart she's gonna walk away, but she takes him by
Surprise
She looks into his eyes and says " Your from the wrong side of town"
Chorus:
Well I don't need money, no I don't need fortune or fame,
And I don't know why you have to live your life feeling ashamed
Don't you know that I love you, well I hope you do by now,
It doesn't matter if your from the wrong side of town
No it doesn't 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: