Nick Drake Poor Boy lyrics

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, so worried