Po' Boy Tabs & Lyrics by Bob Dylan
Po' Boy
guitar tabs lyrics
This song is Dylan's #1 hit off his 2001 album 'Love & Theft'.
Intro: C,Bm7, E7,Am, D9.
C Bm7 E7
Man comes to the door - I say, "For whom are you looking?"
Am D9
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'."
Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F#
Poor boy - where you been?
Fmaj7 G6 G C
I already tol' you - won't tell you again
C Bm7 E7
I say, "How much you want for that?" I go into the store
Am D9
The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four?"
Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F#
Poor boy - never say die.
Fmaj7 G6 G C
Things will be all right by and by
C Bm7 E7
Been workin' on the mainline - workin' like the devil
Am D9
The game is the same - it's just up on a different level
Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F#
Poor boy - dressed in black
Fmaj7 G6 G C
Police at your back
Em B7 Em B7
Poor boy in a red hot town
Em B7 Em
Out beyond the twinklin' stars
E7 Am E7 Am
Ridin' first class trains - making the rounds
E7 Am D9 C
Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars
Em B7 Em B7
Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket.
Em B7 Em
By the way, what happened to that poison wine?"
E7 Am E7 Am
She says, "I gave it to you, you drank it."
E7 Am D9 C
Poor boy, layin' 'em straight - pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate
Em B7 Em B7
Time and love has branded me with its claws
Em B7 Em
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws
E7 Am E7 Am
Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom
E7 Am D9 C
Calls down to room service, says, "Send up a room"
Em B7 Em B7
My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer
Em B7 Em
My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him
E7 Am E7 Am
When my mother died, my uncle took me in - he ran a funeral parlor
E7 Am D9 C
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him
Em B7 Em B7
All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss
Em B7 Em
I don't know any more than this
E7 Am E7 Am
Poor boy, pickin' up sticks
E7 Am D9 C
Build ya a house out of mortar and bricks
Em B7 Em B7
Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?"
Em B7 Em
Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not here I
come."
E7 Am E7 Am
Poor boy 'neath the stars that shine
E7 Am D9 C
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine
Enjoy!
