What can a poor boy do?

My momma always told me
Be careful who you choose
Don't fall in love, with a love that will be untrue

You know I never listen
I learn hard along the way
I guess I'm dumb like that
It's a heavier price to pay
And everything I ever learned from you, Proved
All the things that momma said were true
What can a poor boy do?

I wake up every morning
Go work a dead end job
I shoulda got some schooling
Or went to work for the mob

You know it ain't easy
You know how hard it can be
Believing' nothing you hear and only half of what you see

A mans gotta do what he has to do. it's true
Nothing was ever good enough for you
What can a poor boy do?

Someday I'll have somebody
That will treat me right
Make me save my money
Stop staying out all night
What can a poor boy do?

A mans gotta do what he has to do. it's true
Nothing was ever good enough for you
What can a poor boy do?

What can a poor boy do?
What can a poor boy do?
What can a poor boy do?



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Writer(s): Charles Gillispie
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