Terri Clark - Poor Poor Pitiful Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Well I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting 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
All these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me

[Verse 2]
Well I met a man out in Hollywood
And I ain't naming names
But he really worked me over good
Just like Jesse James

[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus]
Poor poor pitiful me, poor poor pitiful me
All these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me

[Verse 4]
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 Momma"

[Chorus]
Poor poor pitiful me, poor poor pitiful me
All these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe woe is me

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