Nick Drake - Poor Boy

Never sing for my supper
I never helped my neighbour
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labour
I’m a poor boy
And I’m a rover
Count your coins and
Throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older
Nobody knows
How cold it grows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If I cross their stiles
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight
Never know what I came for
Seems that I’ve forgotten
Never ask what I came from
Or how I was begotten
I’m a poor boy
And I’m a ranger
Things I say
May seem stranger than Sunday
Changing to Monday
Nobody knows
How cold it flows
And nobody feels
The worn down heels
Nobody’s eyes
Make the skies
Nobody spreads
Their aching heads
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife
He’s a mess but he’ll say yes
If you just dress in white
Nobody knows
How cold it blows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If you cross their stiles
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
Oh poor boy
Never sing for my supper
I never helped my neighbour
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labour
I’m a poor boy
And I’m a rover
Count your coins and
Throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older
Nobody knows
How cold it grows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If I cross their stiles
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight
Never know what I came for
Seems that I’ve forgotten
Never ask what I came from
Or how I was begotten
I’m a poor boy
And I’m a ranger
Things I say
May seem stranger than Sunday
Changing to Monday
Nobody knows
How cold it flows
And nobody feels
The worn down heels
Nobody’s eyes
Make the skies
Nobody spreads
Their aching heads
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife
He’s a mess but he’ll say yes
If you just dress in white
Nobody knows
How cold it blows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If you cross their stiles
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight
Oh poor boy
So worried for his life
Oh poor boy
So keen to take a wife
Oh poor boy
So sorry for himself
Oh poor boy
So worried for his health
Oh poor boy
Nick Drake - Poor boy

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