poor boy So worried for his life Oh poor boy So keen to take a wife. Oh poor boy So sorry for himself Oh poor boy So worried for his health Oh poor
you are If you hadn't given me that look, that's all it took it's true U-oh, what's a poor boy gonna do Baby what's a poor boy got, not a heck of a lot
, idle ways She left me poor enough The storming wind cut through to my skin But she cut through to my blood It?s bitter the need of the poor ditching boy
Called him poor boy You took him for fun He dressed for the tinkering trade He dressed for the tinkering trade Now the poor boy is taken away No use
I am a poor boy to you, and I don't know what to do I am a poor boy to you, can you tell me what to do I am a poor boy to you, so can you tell me what
Me I'm just a poor boy, from across the far southland, And I've traveled many days to reach this place to mke my stand, I fell in with a merry band, and
Poor boy Head against a pillow Fast asleep Poor girl Head against a window Lost in a dream One day they will be as giants Stronger than the sun But that
He's a poor boy in his pocket He's a poor boy in his shoes. He's done his time He's stood in line That boy has paid his dues. He ain't looking for a
I'm just a poor boy in love with you and I know that you don't get along with your man Oh when the moon is loaded Oh when my hand is folded on the wheel
poor boy blues Poor boy blues You don't know how I'm feeling baby Until you're wearing my shoes Sure as I'm standing here I got them poor boy blues Friday
swine How can a poor boy get a little message to you? How can a poor boy when you don't believe anything is true? How can a poor boy get this message
They call me poor boy, poor boy, poor boy But I ain't lonesome and I ain't blue 'Cause I could never be a poor boy As long as I've got a dolly like you
, We have no grievances, we must be tough- -Poor Boy- If that's the way it's gonna be -Poor Boy- It's you for you and me for me -Poor Boy- (RD+RH) I
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