作词：Chester Arthur Burnett
Well, I'm a poor boy, long way from home
Well, I'm a poor boy, long way from home
No spending money in my pocket
No spare meat on my bone
Now, people ask me, 'What does a poor boy do?'
And now, people ask me, 'What does a poor boy do?'
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www.xmusic.io 音乐网Poor boy sews patches on his clothes
Stuffs newspaper in his shoes
I'm goin' back to Chicago, man, that's where I'm from
I'm goin' 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
