Текст песни Poor Poor Pitiful Me - 2015 Remastered Version - Linda Ronstadt
Well I lay my head on the railroad track
Waitin′ on the double "E"
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Oh these boys won′t let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Whoa, whoa is me
Well I met a man out in Hollywood
Now, I ain't namin' names
Well he really worked me over good
Just like, Jesse James
Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
Put me through some changes, Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Oh these boys won′t let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Whoa, whoa is me
Well I met a boy
In the Vieux Carres
Down in Yokohama
Picked me up and he threw me down
He said, "Please don′t hurt me Momma"
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Oh these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Whoa, whoa is me
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor pitiful me
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