Poor Boy's Blues
Chris
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Standing at the station, there ain't no train to come
Standing at the station, there ain't no train to come
Not a dime in my pocket and my baby's gone
The sun is going down, nothing else to lose
The sun is going down, nothing else to lose
With my body and soul singing the poor boy's blues
In the rich man's world, they don't treat you right
In the rich man's world, they don't treat you right
Too young to sit down, too old to fight
Eight miles walking down the lonely trail
Eight miles walking down the lonely trail
Suitcase in my hand, feeling old and frail
My baby ain't in town, moved away for good
My baby ain't in town, moved away for good
Trouble in my head makes me weird and rude
I got no chance to make her come back home
I got no chance to make her come back home
I made up my mind, let her stand alone
Late after midnight, nothing else to lose
Late after midnight, nothing else to lose
With my body and soul singing the poor boy's blues
With my body and soul singing the poor boy's blues