Poor Boy

Poor Boy
I’m a poor boy, long way from home
Yes I’m a poor boy, long way from home
Won’t spend money in my pocket, don’t spare me
A lot of people ask me, what does a poor boy do
Yeah people ask me, what does a poor boy do
Poor boy sews patches on his clothing, stuffs loose papers in his shoe
I’m going back to Chicago, man that’s where I’m from
I’m going back to Chicago, man that’s where I’m from
I got so many friends in Chicago, place just can’t do me no harm