I know your mama told you that a man should be
up there in the money and society.
Then you learnt his money wouldn't set you free
and it’s lonely in a cell of popularity.
So now you’re out there looking for a heart of gold
hidden in the hollows of a darkened world,
where loving’s on the run and all the men you know
are burning for your body but their hearts are cold.

Oh let me be
your ragged fortune.
You will see, girl,
how your loving takes me
from the darkness to the light.

Now the days are older but your heart’s still young
And you’re longing for a lover you can call the one.
I know you never listened to the song I sung
But I sung it for you baby and I’m singing on:
I may not be so pretty like a golden boy;
I may not have the money for them fancy toys.
But let me tell ya honey take a chance on me,
coz I got your loving covered in this heart to free.

Oh let me be
your ragged fortune.
You will see, girl,
how your loving takes me
from the darkness to the light.