poor boy So worried for his life Oh poor boy So keen to take a wife. Oh poor boy So sorry for himself Oh poor boy So worried for his health Oh poor boy
[...] You're so lonely and blue. Poor boy, poor boy, Are you a long way from home? Poor boy, are you down And out and all alone? Poor boy, poor boy
ones with the good sense not use it? Usually niggas don't know what to do when they back against the wall So they just start shootin' For red or for blue
Can't stay at home, can't stay in school Old folks say, ya poor little fool Down the street I'm the girl next door I'm the fox you've been waiting for
Well, it was early in the morning When my blues come falling down I want to tell you, it was early in the morning now When my blues come falling down
in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue
-wa) si-bona kwenze ka kanjani (a-wa a-wa) amanto mbazane ayeza She's a rich girl She don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes He's a poor boy
my swamp bone knew so well She crawled out of Texas flipped off to Baton Rouge She got that Gulf Coast sun tan that give a poor boy the blues Alley-gator
Can't stay at home, Can't stay at school. Old folks say, 'You poor little fool'. Down the street, I'm the girl next door. I'm the fox you've been waiting
guy a half a P; now the police is after me Askin me questions, tellin me shit you only knew Pulled up on me out the blue, all this shit because of you
'd be blind Chorus: You broke my heart Danny Boy Not your fault Danny Boy I was hanged at the doorstep, played like a two to a fourset Had like poor
way you move Baby there ain't no money and that's for sure Ain't no money behind no doors And there ain't no trouble that a poor boy won't go through
red, white and blue flash paint He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy the Saint Well, that blaze-and-noise boy, he's
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh Yo, go whereyalike Ooh, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh I mean rich, poor, high, low
pressed up your vinyl Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine But we all can't green, knahImean? Being rich is a poor man's dream, and
how a nigga ends up in jail Servin a 40 to life sentence for dope that wasnt even his Just sit back and listen Ill tell you Its some hillarious thangs boy
is up in jail Servin' a forty to life sentence for dope that wasn't even his Just sit back and listen, I'll tell you It's a hilarious day boy, and it