Poor Boy — текст песни (Steve Forbert)

VERSE
He`s always alone, wrapped up in his plight
With his hands in his pockets he`s walkin` in the night
With his dark eyes lookin`, he`s a poor boy
His dark eyes lookin`, he`s a poor boy

VERSE
He can`t seem to keep 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

CHORUS
Hey (now, now) poor boy
What`s it all about?
Hey, poor boy
Can you hear me when I shout?

VERSE
Well, he`s workin` ev`ry day, slavin` for his pay
And all the pretty women 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

VERSE
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

(REPEAT CHORUS)
(INSTRUMENTAL BREAK)

VERSE
Well, the streets are alive, ev`ry body laughs
People come and go and they`re snappin` photographs
And he`s over by the river, he`s a poor boy
He`s over by the river, he`s a poor boy

VERSE
Well, spring has come and gone now
And how much time you got?
Time`s a-flyin` by, yes, an` summer`s gettin` hot an` he`s
Lis`nin` to the thunder, he`s a poor boy
He`s lis`nin` to the thunder, he`s a poor boy

(REPEAT CHORUS)
(INSTRUMENTAL OUT)