Poor Poor Pitiful Me

I lay my head on the railroad tracks

I'm waiting on the double E

The railroad don't run no more

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me and poor poor pitiful me

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me, woe is me

Well I met a girl in West Hollywood

Well I ain't naming names

But she really worked me over good

She was just like Jesse James

She really worked me over good

She was a credit to her gender

She put me through some changes Lord

Sort of like a waring blender

Poor poor pitiful me, poor poor pitiful me

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me, woe is me

Poor poor pitiful me and poor poor pitiful me

Oh these girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me, woe is me

I met a girl at the rainbow bar

She asked me if I'd beat her

She took me back to the hired house

I don't wanna talk about it, hut

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

Hut, never mind

Poor poor pitiful me

Yeah poor poor pitiful me