I lay my head on the railroad track
And wait for the "Double E"
But the railroad don't run no more
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
Well, I met a girl in the Vieux-Carre
Down in Yokahoma
She picked me up and she threw me down
I said, "Please don't hurt me mama"
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
And I ain't namin' names
But she really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James
She really worked me over good
She was credit to her gender
She put me though some changes Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe isme
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me