a poor man's roses (or a rich man's gold)

i must make up my mind today, what to have, what to hold, a poor man's roses, or a rich man's gold, one's as wealthy as a king in a palace, tho' he's callous and cold, he may learn to give his heart for love, instead of buyin' it with gold, then the poor man's roses, and the thrill when we kiss, will be memories of paradise, that i'll never miss, and yet the hand that brings the rose tonight, is the hand i will hold, for the rose of love means more to me, more than any rich man's gold, then the poor man's roses, and the thrill when we kiss, will be memories of paradise, that i'll never miss, and yet the hand that brings the rose tonight, is the hand i will hold, for the rose of love means more to me, more than any rich man's gold.