Poor Boy Blues - Carl Perkins

One more time

Just a little thing they call they poor man blues

I’ve been a working in a cotton field way down south

Choppin and a pickin' lord and followin' the plow

Tryin to make a livin' on the poor hard ground

I asked for a loan but the boss turned me down

But I’ll keep on a workin' cause a can’t get down

Another load of Cotton' gotta take into town

I’ll take my little money and buy a new par' shoes

I got a woman sittin home humming the poor boy blues

She goes ahummmmmmmmmmmmmmm ahummmmmmmmm Poor old soul she goes ahummmmmmmmmmm

mmmm mmmm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

I got in debt to the bank and now I can’t move on

I’ll stay in the field til the last bo’s gone

I got one old mule, that I recon' is my own

They might keep me down but I’ll keep humming my song

I’ll go ammmmmmmmmmmmmmm ahummmm mmmmm

One more time ammmmmmm mmmmmmmm aummm mmmmmm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

Ah they say the great society goin' a change a few things

A farmer like me I wonder what it’s goin’a bring

I don’t pay taxes I say it with a smile

Cause I ain’t never made enough in my life to file

But I’ll keep on a workin' til the lord calls me home

Thats when I’ll know if I?

ve done wrong

I keep on a humming let everybody sue

The Poor national anthem called the Poor blues

I go ammmmmmmm ammmmmmmmmmm mmmmmm

One more time ammmmmmmmmm ammmmmmm

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues

Ammmmmmmmm mmmmmm ammmmmmm

One more time mmmmmmm