Poor Boy Blues Songtext
von Sylvester Weaver

Hey, mama, where did you have it last night?
Hey, mama, where did you have it last night?
Your eyes all gloomy and your stockings ain′t pulled up tight

Made me walk the streets all night long
Made me walk the streets there all night long
Keep on messin' ′round, your daddy will be gone

Oh, if I could read my woman's mind
Oh, if I could read my woman's mind
I′d feel like a gypsy, happy all the time