Poor Boy

I was born on the other side of town Everybody over there just puts me down I never thought about it much, 'til the first time I saw you Uh-oh, what's a poor boy gonna do It's bad enough to love you from afar Me down here and you up where you are If

Poor boy Why don't you try getting water? Poor boy Why don't you try getting sleep? I think if one of us is going to suffer Why shouldn't it be me? Poor boy Your wife is in hard labor The rhythm you know Is pulsing and drifting to the grave When you

Never sing for my supper I never helped my neighbour Never do what is proper For my fair share of labour. I'm a poor boy And I'm a rover Count your coins and Throw them over my shoulder I may grow older Nobody knows How cold it grows And nobody sees

My love is alien, I picked her up by chance She speaks to me in ultra-high frequency The radio band of gold Gonna listen til I grow old Oo hoo hoo what more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo what more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo hoo The crackle of the

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 day ain't yet come wide world wide world of sorrow won't stand a chance wide world wide world of