Poor Boy Blues by Bob Dylan

Lyrics

Mm, tell mama
Where’d ya sleep last night?
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Hey, tell me baby
What’s the matter here?
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Hey, stop you ol’ train
Let a poor boy ride
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Hey, Mister Bartender
I swear I’m not too young
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Blow your whistle, policeman
My poor feet are trained to run
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Long-distance operator
I hear this phone call is on the house
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Ashes and diamonds
The diff’rence I cain’t see
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Mister Judge and Jury
Cain’t you see the shape I’m in?
Don’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm

Mississippi River
You a-runnin’ too fast for me
Cain’t ya hear me cryin’?
Hm, hm, hm