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Poor House Lyrics

Artist: Travelling Wilburys
Album: Runaway

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 right
Woman I try so hard
Done all I can do
They're gonna put me in the Poor House
Leave all the best for you

Ooo in the poor house
Ooo in the poor house

If a drove a pulpwood truck
Would you love me more?
Will you bring me diamonds
And hang around my door
Woman, I've done my best
They're ain't much left for me
They're gonna put me in the Poor House
And throw away the key

Ooo in the poor house

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 right
Woman I try so hard
Done all I can do
They're gonna put me in the Poor House
Leave all the best for you

Another Version
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You walk in, half past nine
Lookin like a queen,
Servin' me with papers,
Callin' 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
Workin' on the job
Everything I do is wrong
I always end up right.
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 in the Poor House
Oh in the Poor House

If i drove a pulpwood truck
Would you love me more?
Will you bring me diamonds
And hang around my door
Woman , I've done my best
They're ain't much left for me
They're gonna put me in the Poor House
And throw away the key.

Oh in the Poor House
Oh in the Poor House

You walk in, half past nine
Lookin like a queen,
Servin' me with papers,
Callin' 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.

In the Poor House
Oh in the Poor House
In the Poor House
Oh in the Poor House.

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