Lyrics:

My daddy said, 'Son, don't you come to me cryin',' ah
''Cause money don't make you happy, man,' ah, no, no
He said, 'The grass is always greener, baby
Every place 'cept where you stand,' ah, ah
Well, some are born to win, some born to lose
And sing them poor boy blues
Watch out

I've lived uptown, downtown, Lord, I've lived everywhere
Almost drowned in the puddle of my own sweat, I swear
I believe it's due time, get my mansion in ol' Bel Air

Got them poor boy blues, poor boy blues
You don't know how I'm feelin', baby, 'less you're wearing my shoes
Sure, as I'm standing here, we got them poor boy blues, yeah

Friday night I get tanked up and tossed into the local slam
I get three square meals 'til someone gets me out of this jam
In the meanwhile, all my green is goin' to Uncle Sam

Got them poor boy blues, poor boy blues
You don't know how I'm feelin', baby, 'less you're wearing my shoes
Sure, as I'm standing here, we got them poor boy blues, yeah
Ha-ha-ha, let's walk this dog

Ah, don't hurt yourself now, C.C


Got them poor boy blues, poor boy blues
You don't know how I'm feelin', baby, 'less you're wearing my shoes
Sure, as I'm standing here, we got them poor boy blues, yeah

Oh, yeah, poor boy blues (poor boy blues)
Poor boy blues (poor boy blues)
Poor boy blues (poor boy blues)
Poor boy blues (poor boy blues)
Sure, as I'm standing, I got them
I got them poor boy blues