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I been a poor boy

And now it seems

I always will be

Tho’ rich in dreams

I’ve hatched a hundred

Little golden geese, poor boy

And every one of ‘em stillborn



I had a brother

Partners in play

Unlike each other

As night and day

He went to the river

The river took him away, poor boy

So night’ll stay but day is gone



I had a daddy

Softly he spoke

Vicious grand-daddy

His spirit broke

The hope he had

Went up in smoke, poor boy

And withered like the winter corn



Had me a mother

Both meek and mild

She had no helper

Herself a child

Vanishing husband

Kids runnin’ wild, poor girl

And every one of ‘em stillborn



I had a savior

God’s only son

Who’d never waver

Who’d lead me home

Till I discovered

His empty tomb, poor boy

Was nothing but a hand-me-down



There ain’t no hero

Just me and you

No flaming arrow

To point us through

I’ll share your sorrow

Please share mine, too, poor boy

It’s too damn far to walk alone



Yonder’s a soldier

See how he struts

Cheers make him bolder

Never mind for what

Won’t be no soldier

Nor burn no stranger’s hut, poor boy

For some ol’ fat cat’s battle horn



I don’t like businessmen

Thievin’ makes me ill

They boast the livelong day

Of their latest steal

I’d sooner bury ‘em

On some hateful hill, yessir

And advertise ‘em to the worms



I been a poor boy

And now it seems

I always will be

Tho’ rich in dreams

I’ve hatched a hundred

Little golden geese, poor boy

And every one of ‘em stillborn

I been a poor boy

And now it seems

I always will be

Tho’ rich in dreams

I’ve hatched a hundred

Little golden geese, poor boy

And every one of ‘em stillborn



I had a brother

Partners in play

Unlike each other

As night and day

He went to the river

The river took him away, poor boy

So night’ll stay but day is gone



I had a daddy

Softly he spoke

Vicious grand-daddy

His spirit broke

The hope he had

Went up in smoke, poor boy

And withered like the winter corn



Had me a mother

Both meek and mild

She had no helper

Herself a child

Vanishing husband

Kids runnin’ wild, poor girl

And every one of ‘em stillborn



I had a savior

God’s only son

Who’d never waver

Who’d lead me home

Till I discovered

His empty tomb, poor boy

Was nothing but a hand-me-down



There ain’t no hero

Just me and you

No flaming arrow

To point us through

I’ll share your sorrow

Please share mine, too, poor boy

It’s too damn far to walk alone



Yonder’s a soldier

See how he struts

Cheers make him bolder

Never mind for what

Won’t be no soldier

Nor burn no stranger’s hut, poor boy

For some ol’ fat cat’s battle horn



I don’t like businessmen

Thievin’ makes me ill

They boast the livelong day

Of their latest steal

I’d sooner bury ‘em

On some hateful hill, yessir

And advertise ‘em to the worms



I been a poor boy

And now it seems

I always will be

Tho’ rich in dreams

I’ve hatched a hundred

Little golden geese, poor boy

And every one of ‘em stillborn

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