Poor Boy Blues

E My daddy said "Son, don't you come to me cryin' E Cause money don't make you a happy man" A He said the grass is always greener E Any place except where you stand B He said some are born to win A And some born to lose E B And sing them poor boy blues E Watch out I've lived uptown, downtown A E Lord I've lived everywhere A E Almost drowned in the puddle of my own sweat I swear B A E B I believe it's due time I get my mansion in ole Bel Air E Singin poor boy blues poor boy blues A You don't know how I'm feeling baby E Until you're wearing my shoes B A Sure as I'm standing here E B I got them poor boy blues E Friday night I get tanked up A E And tossed in the local slam A At least I get three square meals E Until someone gets me out of this jam B A In the meanwhile all my green E B Is going to Uncle Sam E Singin poor boy blues poor boy blues A You don't know how I'm feeling baby E Until you're wearing my shoes B A Sure as I'm standing here E B I got them poor boy blues E A E B A E B E A E A E B A E B E A E B A E B E Singin poor boy blues poor boy blues A You don't know how I'm feeling baby E Until you're wearing my shoes B A Sure as I'm standing here E B I got them poor boy blues E Poor boy blues poor boy blues A E Poor boy blues poor boy blues B A Sure as I'm standing here E B I got them poor boy blues