Lyrics:

written by Warren Zevon

© 1973 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp & Darkroom Music (BMI)



Well I lay my head on the railroad track

Waiting on the Double E

But the train don't run by here no more

Poor poor pitiful me



Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

Oh these boys won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe woe is me



Well I met a man out in Hollywood

Now I ain't naming names

Well he really worked me over good

Just like Jesse James

Yes 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



Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

Oh these boys won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe woe is me



Well I met a boy in the Vieux Carres

Down in Yokohama

He picked me up and he threw me down

He said 'Please don't hurt me Mama'



Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

Oh these boys won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe woe is me



Poor poor poor me

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor poor me

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor poor me

Poor poor pitiful me