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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePoor Boy Blues
My daddy said"Son, don't you come to me cryin'Cause money don't make you a happy man"He said the grass is always greenerAny place except where you standHe said some are born to winAnd some born to loseAnd sing them poor boy bluesWatch outI've lived uptown, downtownLord I've lived everywhereAlmost drowned in the puddle of my own sweat I swearI believe it's due time I get my mansion in ole Bel AirChorus:But I'm still singin' those poor boy bluesPoor boy bluesYou don't know how I'm feeling babyUntil you're wearing my shoesSure as I'm standing hereI got them poor boy bluesFriday night I get tanked upAnd tossed in the local slamAt least I get three square mealsUntil someone gets me out of this jamIn the meanwhile all my greenIs going to Uncle SamChorus:Walk this dogSoloChorus
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