Lyrics

VERSE
I lay my head on the railroad tracks
Waiting for the double E
The rail-road don't run no more
Poor, poor pitiful me

CHORUS
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Oh these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

VERSE
Well I met a man in Hollywood
And I ain't namin' names
But he really worked me over good
He was just like Jesse James
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

CHORUS

SOLO(S)
Oh these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

VERSE
I met a a boy in the Vieux Garres
Down in Yokohama
He picked me up and threw me down
He said, "Please don't hurt me mama."

CHORUS

Poor, poor pitiful me, poor, poor pitiful me,
Poor, poor pitiful me, poor, poor pitiful me,
Poor, poor pitiful me, poor, poor pitiful me,
Lord have mercy on me, woe is me.