Poor Boy

Poor Boy
By Davis Raines and Mark Robinson

(chorus)
Poor boy, I'm a long way from home
Poor boy, I'm a long way from home
Girl, don't you do me wrong
Girl, don't you do me wrong

Got my divorcement in the mail
Got my divorcement in the mail
Nothin' I could do from in the jail
Nothin' I could do from in the jail

Lying and a trifling is all that woman done
Put me in position, to have to draw my gun
Get me out of prison, run me out of town
Caught the first thing smoking and
I don't know where I'm bound

You know that I can’t stay long
Poor boy, I’m a long way from home

I'll find myself a hustle, go down to the coast
Take the white man's money, it’s the thing he loves the most
Right now I'm just a stranger, everywhere I roam
I'm just a poor boy, a long way from home
You know that I can't stay long,
Poor boy I'm a long way from home

(chorus)