Well, I lay my head on the railroad track
Waiting on the Double E
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor, poor, pitiful me

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord, have mercy on me
Woe, woe, me

Well, I met a man out in Hollywood
Now I ain't naming names
Well, he really worked me over good
Just like Jesse James

Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
Put me through some changes, Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord, have mercy on me
Woe, woe, me

Well, I met a boy in the Vieux Carres
Down in Yokohama
He picked me up and he threw me down
He said "Please don't hurt me, Mama"

Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord, have mercy on me
Woe, woe, me

Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor, pitiful me