Poor Boy Blues - Poison

My daddy said

«„Son, don’t you come to me cryin'

Cause money don’t make you a happy man“»

He said the grass is always greener

Any place except where you stand

He said some are born to win

And some born to lose

And sing them poor boy blues

Watch out

I’ve lived uptown, downtown

Lord I’ve lived everywhere

Almost drowned in the puddle of my own sweat I swear

I believe it’s due time I get my mansion in ole Bel Air

But I’m still singin' those poor boy blues

Poor boy blues

You don’t know how I’m feeling baby

Until you’re wearing my shoes

Sure as I’m standing here

I got them poor boy blues

Friday night I get tanked up

And tossed in the local slam

At least I get three square meals

Until someone gets me out of this jam

In the meanwhile all my green

Is going to Uncle Sam

Let’s walk this dog

Don’t hurt yourself now C. C