Poor Boy Blues

Mm, tell mama,

Where'd ya sleep last night?

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Hey, tell me baby,

What's the matter here?

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Hey, stop you ol' train,

Let a poor boy ride.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Hey, Mister Bartender,

I swear I'm not too young.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Blow your whistle, policeman,

My poor feet are trained to run.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Long-distance operator,

I hear this poor call is on the house.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Ashes and diamonds,

The diff'rence I cain't see.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Mister Judge and Jury,

Cain't you see the shape I'm in?

Don't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Mississippi River,

You a-runnin' too fast for me.

Cain't ya hear me cryin'?

Hm, hm, hm.

.

Copyright 1962; renewed 1990 MCA

Not released

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