TERRI CLARK


Poor, Poor Pitiful Me Lyrics

Well, I lay my head on the railroad track
Waitin' on the "double e"
But the train don't run through here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me!

[Chorus]

Poor, poor pitiful me!
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me!
Woe, woe is me!

Well, I met a man out in Hollywood
And I ain't namin' names
But he really worked me over good
Just like Jesse James

Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
He put me through some changes
Lord, sorta like a waring blender

[Repeat Chorus]

Well, I met a boy in the Vieux-Carres
Down in Yokahoma
He picked me up and he threw me down
Sayin', "please don't hurt me, mama"

[Repeat Chorus]

Poor, poor pitiful me!
Poor, poor pitiful me...

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Songwriter(s): Warren Zevon
Publisher(s): Darkroom Music, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp.
Record Label(s): 1996 Mercury Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc
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