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Po' Boy Lyrics - Love And Theft - Bob Dylan

Man came to the door, I say ["For whom were you lookin'?"] 

Says ["Your wife."] I say, ["She's busy in the kitchen cookin'."] 

Po' boy, where you been? 

Already told you, won't tell you again 

 

I say, ["How much you want for that? I'll go into the store."] 

Man says, ["Three dollars." "All right,"] I say, ["Will you take four?"] 

Po' boy, never say die 

Things will be all right, bye and bye 

 

Workin' like in a main line, workin' like a devil 

The game is the same it's just up on another level 

Po' boy, dressed in black 

Police at your back 

 

Po' boy in a red hot town 

Out beyond the twinklin' stars 

Ridin' first class train, makin' the rounds 

Try to keep from fallin' between the cars 

 

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Othello told Desdemona ["I'm cold, cover me with a blanket""By the way, what happened to that poisoned wine?"] 

She said, ["I gave it to you. You drank it"] 

Po' boy, layin' 'em straight 

Pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate 

 

Time and love has branded me with its claws 

Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws 

Po' boy in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom 

Called down to room service, says, ["Send up a room."] 

 

My mother was the daughter of a wealthy farmer 

My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him 

When my mother died my uncle took me in, he run a funeral parlor 

He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him 

 

All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss 

I don't know any more than this 

Po' boy, pickin' up sticks 

Build you a house out of mortar and bricks 

 

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Knockin' on the door, I say, ["Who is it, where you from?"] 

Man say ["Freddie"], I say ["Freddie who?"] 

He say, ["Freddie or not, here I come."] 

Po' boy 'neath the stars that shine 

Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine 

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