Bob Dylan - Po' Boy Lyrics
Words and music by bob dylanMan came to the door, I say for whom were you lookin?Says your wife, I say shes busy in the kitchen cookinPo boy, where you been?Already told you, wont tell you againI say how much you want for that, Ill go into the storeMan says three dollars all right, I say, will you take four?Po boy, never say dieThings will be all right, by and byWorkin like in a main line, workin like the devilThe game is the same its just upon another levelPo boy, dressed in blackPolice at your backPo boy in a red hot townOut beyond the twinklin starsRidin first class trainMakin the roundsTry to keep from fallin between the carsOthello told desdemona Im cold, cover me with a blanketBy the way, what happened to that poisoned wine?She said I gave it to you, you drank itPo boy, layin em straightPickin up the cherries fallin off the plateTime and love has branded me with its clawsHad to go to florida, dodgin them georgia lawsPo boy in the hotel called the palace of gloomCalled down to room service, says send up a roomMy mother was the daughter of a wealthy farmerMy father was a traveling salesman, I never met himWhen my mother died my uncle took me in to run a funeral parlorHe did a lot of nice things for me and I wont forget himAll I know is that Im thrilled by your kissI dont know any more than thisPo boy, pickin up sticksBuild you a house out of mortar and bricksKnockin on the door, I say who is it, where you from?Man say freddie, I say freddie who?He say freddie or not, here I comePo boy neath the stars that shineWashin them dishes, feedin them swine
