Song lyrics Poor House by Traveling Wilburys

You walk in, half past nine

Lookin like a queen,

Serving me with papers,

Calling me obscene.

Woman I've tried so hard

Just to do my best

They're gonna put me in the Poor House

And you'll take all the rest.


Up all day, Down all night

Working on the job

Everything I do is wrong

I always end up right.

Woman I try so hard

Done all I can do
.
They're gonna put me in the Poor House

Keep all the best for you.


ooo in the poor house

ooo in the poor house


If a drove a pulpwood truck

Would you love me more?

Will you bring me diamonds

And hang around my door

Woman, I've done my best

They're ain't much left for me
.
They're gonna put me in the Poor House

And throw away the key.

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ooo in the poor house