
Poor House Traveling Wilburys
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You walk in, half past nine
Lookin' like a queen
Serving me with papers
Calling me obscene
Woman, I've tried so hard
Just to do my best
They're gonna put me in the poor house
And you'll take all the rest
Up all day, down all night
Working on the job
Everything I do is wrong
I always end up robbed
Woman, I try so hard
Done all I can do
They're gonna put me in the poor house
Keep all the best for you
(Oh-oh, in the poor house)
(Oh-oh, in the poor house) Oh
If I drove a pulpwood truck
Would you love me more?
Would you bring me diamonds
And hang around my door?
Lookin' like a queen
Serving me with papers
Calling me obscene
Woman, I've tried so hard
Just to do my best
They're gonna put me in the poor house
And you'll take all the rest
Up all day, down all night
Working on the job
Everything I do is wrong
I always end up robbed
Woman, I try so hard
Done all I can do
They're gonna put me in the poor house
Keep all the best for you
(Oh-oh, in the poor house)
(Oh-oh, in the poor house) Oh
If I drove a pulpwood truck
Would you love me more?
Would you bring me diamonds
And hang around my door?
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