Lyrics:
been loving you so long
Could you love a poor boy?
Could you, Dolly?
Could you love a poor boy?
If you come live with me
Dolly, I'd be so proud
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Poor boy don't need 'lectronics to make no Rock n
When I get into the game
But it's always the same
I'm the man with the name
Hip Eponymous poor boy, poor boy
Call me whatever you may
I ain't
Poor boy, I could never live up to your imagination
Poor boy, I was a crush that killed
Poor boy, I could never live up to your hallucination
Poor
and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain, there I took her life
Met her on the mountain,
and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain, there I took her life
Met her on the mountain,
night so cold,
Just another poor boy, treat him right;
She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat,
She knew that he was weary and he had no
a poor boy lookin' for a home
Lookin' for a place to call my own
Poor boy lookin' for a home
Poor boy lookin' for a home
Well the boll weevil find
Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbor
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labor.
I'm a poor boy
And I'm a rover
Count
Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbor
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labor.
I'm a poor boy
And I'm a rover
Count
Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbor
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labor.
I'm a poor boy
And I'm a rover
Count
a poor boy deliver this message to you?
How can a poor boy? You don't believe anything that's true
Had my rise, had my downfall
Now I'm gonna rise up
and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain, there I took her life
Met her on the mountain,
and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain, there I took her life
Met her on the mountain,
a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied, a little
of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
Take good care of the poor boy
Oh well he's new in town and he won't settle down
You
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
Well, once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Never saw a dollar bill
Well, my work was so hard
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Who's drowning in the stormy sea
Throw down a line, help a poor boy
Who's hanging in a nowhere tree
Have
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied,
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied,
row down a line, help a poor boy WhoÆs drowning in the stormy sea Throw down a line, help a poor boy WhoÆs hanging in a nowhere tree Have you got
of time is with many delights
Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy, who do you wonder?
Poor boy, poor boy, poor boy
Time, oh time is on your side
Another
picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
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