I been a poor boy
And now it seems
I always will be
Tho’ rich in dreams
I’ve hatched a hundred
Little golden geese, poor boy
And every one of ‘em stillborn

I had a brother
Partners in play
Unlike each other
As night and day
He went to the river
The river took him away, poor boy
So night’ll stay but day is gone

I had a daddy
Softly he spoke
Vicious grand-daddy
His spirit broke
The hope he had
Went up in smoke, poor boy
And withered like the winter corn

Had me a mother
Both meek and mild
She had no helper
Herself a child
Vanishing husband
Kids runnin’ wild, poor girl
And every one of ‘em stillborn

I had a savior
God’s only son
Who’d never waver
Who’d lead me home
Till I discovered
His empty tomb, poor boy
Was nothing but a hand-me-down

There ain’t no hero
Just me and you
No flaming arrow
To point us through
I’ll share your sorrow
Please share mine, too, poor boy
It’s too damn far to walk alone

Yonder’s a soldier
See how he struts
Cheers make him bolder
Never mind for what
Won’t be no soldier
Nor burn no stranger’s hut, poor boy
For some ol’ fat cat’s battle horn

I don’t like businessmen
Thievin’ makes me ill
They boast the livelong day
Of their latest steal
I’d sooner bury ‘em
On some hateful hill, yessir
And advertise ‘em to the worms

I been a poor boy
And now it seems
I always will be
Tho’ rich in dreams
I’ve hatched a hundred
Little golden geese, poor boy
And every one of ‘em stillborn




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