Peter Breinholt
Poor Boys
Poor boy in the country And he helps me find my way
Poor boy's life is easy
Cause he goes from day to day
If I stop Think a lot
I think of everything I got around this town
Old man sitting next to me
With new shoes on his feet
He says that when he is all alone
He talks himself to sleep
Then he stops
Letras de cancionesThen he stares
At all the people passing there without a word
Do we still belong around here
Where the days roll on
Like a carousel
Quiet fields of green and blue
But there's nothing there
Like her love shining through
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We rolled in from Taurus
And now we're half a world away
And everything that I can think To soon too late to say
Next thing it occurs to me
She can sleep so quielty
When we're alone
So good night all you poor boys
Try to make your way back home
These songs aren't for singing
When you're traveling alone
Now and then I wait around
So I can hear the lonely sound
Of outbound trains
Do we still belong around here
Where the days roll on
Like a carousel
Quiet fields of green and blue
But there's nothing there
Like her love shining through
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Oh whoa whoa
And I don't think it's ever rang so hard
On the back streets of Carolina yard
And the poor boys have often been frustrated
At the thought of coming home
I heard good night you'll be all right I know
I heard songs in the alleys and the road
I heard all different kinds of conversation
And the float around this town
And the hey hey now
And the hey hey Whoa da ho
High li li li
From Letras Mania