Poor Boy Blues Lyrics - Singles - Carl Perkins

One more time 

Just a little thing they call they poor man blues 

I've been a working in a cotton field way down south 

Choppin' and a pickin' lord and followin' the plow 

Tryin' to make a livin' on the poor hard ground 

I asked for a loan but the boss turned me down 

But I'll keep on a workin' cause a can't get down 

Another load of Cotton' gotta take into town 

I'll take my little money and buy a new par' shoes 

I got a woman sittin' home humming the poor boy blues 

She goes ahumm ahumm Poor old soul she goes ahumm mm mm 

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues 

I got in debt to the bank and now I can't move on 

I'll stay in the field til the last bo's gone 

I got one old mule, that I recon' is my own 

They might keep me down but I'll keep humming my song 

I'll go amm ahumm mm 

One more time amm mm aumm mm 

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues 

Ah they say the great society goin' a change a few things 

A farmer like me I wonder what it's goin' a bring 

I don't pay taxes I say it with a smile 

Cause I ain't never made enough in my life to file 

But I'll keep on a workin' til the lord calls me home 

That's when I'll know if I've done wrong 

I keep on a humming let everybody sue 

The Poor national anthem called the Poor blues 

I go amm amm mm 

One more time amm amm 

Just a little thing they call the poor boys blues 

Amm mm amm 

One more time mm fade out