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Po Boy

Bob Dylan

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This song is Dylan's #1 hit off his 2001 album 'Love & Theft'. Intro: C,Bm7, E7,Am, D9. C Bm7 E7 Man comes to the door - I say, "For whom are you looking?" Am D9 He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'." Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F# Poor boy - where you been? Fmaj7 G6 G C I already tol' you - won't tell you again C Bm7 E7 I say, "How much you want for that?" I go into the store Am D9 The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four?" Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F# Poor boy - never say die. Fmaj7 G6 G C Things will be all right by and by C Bm7 E7 Been workin' on the mainline - workin' like the devil Am D9 The game is the same - it's just up on a different level Fmaj7 F6 C Am/F# Poor boy - dressed in black Fmaj7 G6 G C Police at your back Em B7 Em B7 Poor boy in a red hot town Em B7 Em Out beyond the twinklin' stars E7 Am E7 Am Ridin' first class trains - making the rounds E7 Am D9 C Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars Em B7 Em B7 Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket. Em B7 Em By the way, what happened to that poison wine?" E7 Am E7 Am She says, "I gave it to you, you drank it." E7 Am D9 C Poor boy, layin' 'em straight - pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate Em B7 Em B7 Time and love has branded me with its claws Em B7 Em Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws E7 Am E7 Am Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom E7 Am D9 C Calls down to room service, says, "Send up a room" Em B7 Em B7 My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer Em B7 Em My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him E7 Am E7 Am When my mother died, my uncle took me in - he ran a funeral parlor E7 Am D9 C He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him Em B7 Em B7 All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss Em B7 Em I don't know any more than this E7 Am E7 Am Poor boy, pickin' up sticks E7 Am D9 C Build ya a house out of mortar and bricks Em B7 Em B7 Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?" Em B7 Em Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not here I come." E7 Am E7 Am Poor boy 'neath the stars that shine E7 Am D9 C Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine Enjoy!
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