poor, poor pitiful me lyrics – terri clark

well, i lay my head on the railroad track
waitin’ on the “double e”
but the train don’t run through here 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, woe is me!

well, i met a man out in hollywood
and i ain’t namin’ names
but he really worked me over good
just like jesse james

yes, he really worked me over good
he was a credit to his gender
he put me through some changes
lord, sorta like a waring blender

[repeat chorus]

well, i met a boy in the vieux-carres
down in yokahoma
he picked me up and he threw me down
sayin’, “please don’t hurt me, mama”

[repeat chorus]

poor, poor pitiful me!
poor, poor pitiful me…

/ terri clark lyrics