Текст песни Poor Boy Long Way from Home - Jeff Buckley
Me
and
poor
boy
was
traveling
Traveling
a
long
way
from
home
Me
and
poor
boy
got
brought
off
Got
brought
off
and
praised
and
found
My
dear
mother
she
got
worried
When
we
was
down
all
in
the
farm
Mama
she
called
that
farmer
And
he
told
her
that
it's
an
prison
bound
My
dear
mother
got
on
the
farm
She
called
down
a
little
far
My
mother
talked
to
the
sergeant
He
wanted
not
have
mercy
out
on
me
Well
this
sergeant
told
dear
mother
He
would
take
two
hundred
dollar
bill
We
didn't
have
no
one
To
come
and
get
us
out
of
bail
Poor
boy
he
got
all
worried
Calm
walking
to
was
breaking
down
I
said
poor
boy
don't
worry
Our
mother
get
us
out
of
prison
bound
Well
this
sergeant
told
dear
mother
He
went
take
two
hundred
dollar
bill
We
didn't
have
no
one
To
come
and
get
us
out
of
bail
Oh
my
mother
she
got
worried
She
couldn't
get
them
two
hundred
dollar
bill
So
one
Sunday
morning
My
mother
she
drove
to
the
farm
Well
the
sergeant
met
my
mother
Drove
on
up
to
at
gate
My
mother
she
told
the
sergeant
She
never
had
no
two
hundred
dollar
bill
Well
my
mother
she
kneeled
down
Mother
kneeled
down
pardon
me
Oh
my
mother
please
the
Sergeant
Will
you
please
sir
have
some
mercy
on
me?
My
dear
mother
she
will
crying
Told
the
sergeant
then
she
broke
down
He
said
these
boys
promised
They
will
not
hobo
on
my
train
I
said
listen
brother
poor
boy
Don't
be
worry
of
crime
Somebody,
Somebody,
Somewhere
Gonna
get
us
out
of
prison
bound...
Oh...
Oh...
Oh...
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