Poor Boy A Long Ways From Home

Poor Boy A Long Ways From Home - Barbecue Bob

I'm a poor boy I'm a long way from home

I'm a poor boy I'm a long way from home

I'm a poor boy ain't got nowhere to go

Ain't got nowhere to lay my worried head

Honey I got nowhere to lay my worried head

I got nowhere to lay my worried head

Sometimes I'd sooner to be dead

Come tell me what you gonna do

Please tell me what do you gonna do

Please tell me what do you gonna do

I left my brown standing in the door

Left my brown standing in the door

I left my brown standing in the door

What you reckon she said you're not obliged to go

I'm a poor boy stood on the road and cried

I'm a poor boy stood on the road and cried

I didn't have no blues just couldn't be satisfied

And give me long long distance phone

Now give me long distance phone

And give me long distance phone

I want to hear from my sweet mama back home

I said to her ring six four nine

Said to her ring six four nine

I want to hear from that bobcat gal of mine