Po Boy

	  		Intro Base: C  Bm7  E7  Am  Fmaj7  Fmaj9  C 

 

 


E7                                 Bm7(b5)           
Man came to the door I say, "For whom are you looking?" 
            Am                        D9 
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'" 

Riff 1 

Poor boy where you been? 
I already tol' you won't tell you again 

      E7                                  Bm7(b5)             
I say, "How much you want for that?", I go into the store 
     Am                                                   D9 
The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four?" 

Riff 1
 
Poor boy - never say die 
Things will be all right by and by 

 E7                            Bm7(b5)           
Workin' like on the mainline, workin' like the devil 
     Am                          D9 
The game is the same it's just up on a different level 

Riff 1 

Poor boy, dressed in black 
Police at your back 

 

 

Em     B7         Em        B7 
Poor boy in a red hot town 
Em         B7            Em 
Out beyond the twinklin' stars 
E7             Am               E7          Am 
Ridin' first class trains - making the rounds 
E7                    Am        D9         C (Riff 2) 
Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars 

 

        B7         Em            B7                 Em       
Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket 
Em            B7                          Em 
By the way, what happened to that poison wine?" 
E7         Am               E7           Am 
She says, "I gave it to you, you drank it." 

Riff 3 

Poor boy, layin' 'em straight - pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate 

 

 

Em            B7               Em               B7 
Time and love has branded me with its claws 
Em            B7                     Em 
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws 

Riff 3 

Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom 
Calls down to room service, says, "Send up a room" 

Em         B7             Em            B7   
My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer 
Em                B7                   Em 
My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him 
E7             Am           E7                               Am 
When my mother died, my uncle took me in - he ran a funeral parlor 
E7                Am                      D9           C (Riff 2) 
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him 

Em             B7         Em              B7 
All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss 
Em             B7           Em  
I don't know any more than this 

Riff 3 

Poor boy, pickin' up sticks 
Build ya a house out of mortar and bricks 

Em               B7           Em              B7 
Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?" 
Em                              B7                     Em 
Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not here I come." 

Riff 3 

Poor boy 'neath the stars that shine 
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine 

 

 

 
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