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
Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me
All these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me
Oh, it's 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
Put me through some changes Lord, sorta like a wearin' blender
Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me
All these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me
Oh, it's me
Well, I met a little boy in the Volga River Down in Yokohama
He picked me up and he threw me down Sayin', please don't hurt me, mama
Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me
All these boys won't let me be Lord have mercy on me
Oh, it's me
Poor, poor, poor me Poor, poor, pitiful me