Howlin' Wolf Poor Boy

Hey there, Poor Boy, lost your honeycomb

One thing's sure, boy, if you're stayin' home

You got no chance for another chick

make tonight's dance that'll turn the trick

Rock-in', roll-in' you'll forget her, boy

put your soul in someone better, boy



Have a big ball, get it off your chest

Maybe this all happened for the best

Could be, Poor Boy, as you flip 'n' whirl

you'll find pure joy with another girl



When your old flame comes a runnin' back

just say "Shame, shame" and begin to quack

Ha, ha, ha, ha,

are you kidding me?

Ha, ha, ha, ha,

I could never be like I once was

I'm no fool now, I'm too cool now

I am free just say "Hi" to her, and good bye to her

Stroll away and let her be



Hei there, Poor boy, watcha mopin' for

That's the cure boy, you've been hopin' for

Good advice now, you're not takin' it

Won't try nohow even fakin' it

Love can stall you like a little toy

So I call you Poor Boy