Lyrics

Well, I lay my head on the railroad track
Waitin' on the "double e"
But the train don't run through here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me!

Chorus:
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe, woe is me!

Well, I met a man out in Hollywood
And I ain't namin' names
But he really worked me over good
Just like Jesse James

Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
He put me through some changes
Lord, sorta like a waring blender

Repeat Chorus

Well, I met a boy in Vieux-Carres
Down in Yokohama
He picked me up and he threw me down
Sayin', "please don't hurt me, mama"

Repeat Chorus

Poor, poor poor me!
Poor, poor pitiful me...