Testo Poor Boy - Steve Forbert
Testo della canzone Poor Boy (Steve Forbert), tratta dall'album Young, Guitar Days
He's always alone, wrapped up in his plight
With his hands in his pockets he's walking in the night
With his dark eyes a lookin', he's a poor boy
His dark eyes a lookin', he's a poor boy
He can't seem to keep any, any buttons on his clothes
And the shoes on his feet are pinching on his toes
And his hair wants a cuttin', he's a poor boy
His hair wants a cuttin', he's a poor boy
Hey, poor boy
Well now what's it all about?
Hey, poor boy
Can you hear me when I shout?
Well, he's working every day, slaving for his pay
And all them pretty women they, they love to swish and sway
And they always overlook him, he's a poor boy
They always overlook him, he's a poor boy
Well, May turns into June, walking through the park
And way off in his world he's a dreamin' in the dark
With his mind on fire, he's a poor boy
His mind on fire, he's a poor boy
Hey, now, now, poor boy
Yeah, what's it all about?
Hey, poor boy
Oh, can you hear me when I shout? Hey
Well, the streets are alive, everybody laughs
People come and go and they're snapping photographs
And he's over by the river, he's a poor boy
He's over by the river, he's a poor boy
Well, spring has come and gone now, and how much time you got?
Time's a flying by, yes, and summer's getting hot
And he's listenin' to the thunder, he's a poor boy
He's listenin' to the thunder, he's a poor boy
Hey, now, now, poor boy
Tell me what's it all about?
Hey, poor boy
Can you hear me when I shout? Alright
Yes, I'm gonna shout
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Writer(s): Steve Forbert
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