[Verse 1]
Just because all my dresses are just cotton hand-me-downs
His family calls me the lower class
'Cause we're only poor folks on the other side of town
They won't let him walk up my path

[Verse 2]
But my mama says, "Don't worry when they say those things about you
You remember you're just as good as him
Just because they got that big house sitting way up on the hill
Why, you don't have to look up to them"

[Chorus]
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning, daddy takes us all to town
And we go to the picture show, have picnics on the ground
Oh, if that's the lower class, then I'm glad that's what I am

[Verse 3]
'Cause my mama don't belong to the ladies social set
And my daddy can't afford the country club
His folks look down on me and they won't let us date
'Cause they think that I'm not good enough

[Verse 4]
But my mama says, "Forget him, honey, he ain't worth it all
And if anything, you're too good for him
Just because they got money and a big fine house
Why, we won't take no sass off of them"
[Chorus]
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning, my daddy takes us all to town
And we go to the picture show, have picnics on the ground
Oh, if that's the lower class, then I'm glad that's what I am

[Outro]
We've got chicken every Sunday and the preacher comes around
And every Saturday morning, my daddy takes us into town
And we go to the picture show