paroles de chanson Poor Mans Son - Kris Drever

Advert hangs upon the wall
"Workers needed apply below"
You don′t need a job if you've got a gun
And there′s a bank across the road
My Ma hangs around my neck
I point the pistol and tell the clerk

I'm not a bad man I'm just a poor man′s son
So give me the money and nobody gets hurt
The deputy sherif points his gun at me
You′ll never learn will you McGee

I'm starting to think that you like that cell
And you can′t wait to go to hell!
Hey, Ma! It's me and I′m not married yet
I'm sorry I′m going away again for another five year stretch

I'll make good someday you wait and see
I love you Ma say hi to Billy.
(Repeat last verse)
I love you Ma say hi to Billy.