VERSE
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He's always alone, wrapped up in his plight
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With his hands in his pockets he's walkin' in the night
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With his dark eyes lookin', he's a poor boy
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His dark eyes lookin', he's a poor boy
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VERSE
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He can't seem to keep any buttons on his clothes
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And the shoes on his feet are pinching on his toes
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And his hair wants a cuttin', he's a poor boy
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His hair wants a cuttin', he's a poor boy
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CHORUS
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Hey (now, now) poor boy
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What's it all about?
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Hey, poor boy
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Can you hear me when I shout?
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VERSE
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Well, he's workin' ev'ry day, slavin' for his pay
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And all the pretty women they love to swish and sway
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And they always overlook him, he's a poor boy
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They always overlook him, he's a poor boy
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VERSE
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Well, May turns into June, walking through the park
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And way off in his world he's a-dreamin' in the dark
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With his mind on fire, he's a poor boy
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His mind on fire, he's a poor boy
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(REPEAT CHORUS)
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(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)
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VERSE
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Well, the streets are alive, ev'ry body laughs
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People come and go and they're snappin' photographs
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And he's over by the river, he's a poor boy
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He's over by the river, he's a poor boy
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VERSE
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Well, spring has come and gone now
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And how much time you got?
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Time's a-flyin' by, yes, an' summer's gettin' hot an' he's
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Lis'nin' to the thunder, he's a poor boy
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He's lis'nin' to the thunder, he's a poor boy
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(REPEAT CHORUS)
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(INSTRUMENTAL OUT)
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Steve Forbert
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Welk Music (ASCAP)/
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Rolling Tide Music (ASCAP)
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Poor Boy
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Steve Forbert |