Baby everything is all right. Uptight out of sight. Baby everything is all right. Uptight out of sight. I'm a poorman's son from across the railroad tracks. The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back. But I'm the envy of every single guy. Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye. When we go out stepping on the town. For a while my money's low and my suit's out of style. But it`s all right if my clothes aren't new. Out of sight because my heart is true. She says baby everything is all right. Uptight out of sight. Baby everything is all right. Uptight clean out of sight. Baby everything is all right. Uptight out of sight. I'm a pearl of a girl. I guess that's what you might say. I guess her folks brought her up that way. The right side of the tracks. She was born and raised. In a great big old house full of butlers and maids. She says give her the things. That money can buy but I'll never. Never never make my baby cry. And it's all right. What if I can't do. Out of sight because my heart is true. She says baby everyt¬hing is all right. Uptight clean out of sight. Baby everything is all right. Uptight clean out of sight. No one is better than I. I know I'm just an average guy. No footfall hero or smooth Don Juan. Got empty pockets. You see I'm a poor man's son