pretty archie - poor boy lyrics
i’ve been a poor boy now so long
if i had a dollar it’d feel wrong
but i don’t need no shiny dime
i got my girl and homemade wine
now she don’t like when i come home
smelling like the barroom floor
oh what a thing for the devil to do, oh
give a poor boy homemade wine and you
she takes me in from lonesome streets
give me all the soft meat i can eat
i wish i never had the thirst
i wish that i could put you first
i don’t compare you to the rose
your face is beauty bare exposed
oh what a thing for the devil to do, oh
give a poor boy homemade wine and you
heard that sorrow in your voice
you told me i had made my choice
i thought the bottle was my friend
it left me broken down again
but here i sit so all alone
i’m badly bent and far from home
oh what a thing for the devil to do, oh
give a poor boy homemade wine and you
oh what a thing for the devil to do, oh
give a poor boy homemade wine
and you
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