Poor Boy Lyrics - Nick Drake - Nick Drake

Never sing for my supper 

I never help my neighbor 

Never do what is proper 

For my fair share of labor. 

I'm a poor boy 

And I'm a rover 

Count your coins and 

Throw them over my shoulder 

I may grow older 

Nobody knows 

How cold it grows 

And nobody sees 

How shaky my knees 

Nobody cares 

How steep my stairs 

And nobody smiles 

If I cross their stiles. 

Oh poor boy 

So sorry for himself 

Oh poor boy 

So worried for his health. 

You may say every day 

Where will he stay tonight. 

Never know what I came for 

Seems that I've forgotten 

Never ask what I came for 

Or how I was begotten. 

I'm a poor boy 

And I'm a ranger 

Things I say 

May seem stranger than Sunday 

Changing to Monday. 

Nobody knows 

How cold it flows 

And nobody feels 

The worn down heels 

Nobody's eyes 

Make the skies 

Nobody spreads 

Their aching heads. 

Oh poor boy 

So worried for his life 

Oh poor boy 

So keen to take a wife. 

He's a mess but he'll say yes 

If you just dress in white. 

Nobody knows 

How cold it blows 

And nobody sees 

How shaky my knees 

Nobody cares 

How steep my stairs 

And nobody smiles 

If you cross their stiles. 

Oh poor boy 

So sorry for himself 

Oh poor boy 

So worried for his health. 

You may say every day 

Where will he stay tonight. 

Oh poor boy 

So worried for his life 

Oh poor boy 

So keen to take a wife. 

Oh poor boy 

So sorry for himself 

Oh poor boy 

So worried for his health 

Oh poor boy.