歌曲名 Po Boy

歌手名 Bob Dylan

作词：Bob Dylan

作曲：Bob Dylan

Man comes to the door I say for whom are you looking

He says your wife I say she's busy in the kitchen cooking

Poor boy where you been

I already told you won't tell you again

I say how much you want for that I go into the store

The man says three dollars

All right I say will you take four

Poor boy never say die

Things will be all right by and by

Working on the mainline working like the devil

The game is the same it's just on a different level

Poor boy dressed in black

Police at your back

Poor boy in a red hot town

Out beyond the twinkling stars

Riding first class trains making the rounds

Trying to keep from falling between the cars

Othello told Desdemona I'm cold cover me with a blanket

By the way what happened to that poison wine

She says I gave it to you you drank it

Poor boy laying them straight picking up the cherries falling off the plate

Time and love has branded me with its claws

Had to go to Florida dodging them Georgia laws

Poor boy in the hotel called the palace of gloom

Calls down to room service says send up a room

My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer

My father was a traveling salesman I never met him

When my mother died my uncle took me in he ran a funeral parlor

He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him

All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss

I don't know any more than this

Poor boy picking up sticks

Build you a house out of mortar and bricks

Knocking on the door I say who is it and where are you from

Man says Freddy

I say Freddy who he says Freddy or not here I come

Poor boy beneath the stars that shine

Washing them dishes feeding them swine