PO' BOY

(By Bob Dylan - 2001)

Man came to the door, I say, "For whom are you lookin' ?"
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'"
Po' 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
Man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four ?"
Po' boy, never say die
Things will be all right by and by

Workin' like on the main line, working like a devil
The game is the same, it's just up on another level
Po' boy, dressed in black
Police at your back

Po' boy in a red hot town, out beyond the twinklin' stars
Ridin' first class trains, makin' the rounds
Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars

Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket,
By the way, what happened to that poisoned wine ?"
She said, "I gave it to you, drank it"
Po' boy, layin' him straight
Pickin' up the cherries fallin, off the plate

Time unloved is brandin, me with its claws
Had to go to Florida dodgin, them Georgia laws
Po' boy, in the hotel called The Palace of Gloom
Call down to room service, says "Send up a room"

My mother was a daughter of a royalty former
My father was a travelin' salesman, I never met him
When my mother died, my uncle took me and he run 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
Po' boy, pickin' up sticks
Build you a house out of mortar and bricks

Knockin' on the door, I said, "Who's it, where you from ?"
Man said, "Freddie", I said, "Freddie who ?", He said, "Freddie or not,
here I come !"
Po' boy, 'neath the stars that shine
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine

Copyright © 2001 Special Rider Music

2001