Sittin' On A Poor Man's Throne

Well, I ain't got nothin', nothin' I can call my own

My woman can't call me, I haven't got a telephone

And I wouldn't bring her here 'cause I'm livin' in a danger zone

And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne

Well, I'd like to see my baby, like to take her to a jewelry store

But lookin' through a window only makes a fella hate life more

The city's bright and busy, but I never felt so all alone

And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne

And I'll never get arrested, ooh, sittin' on a poor man's throne

Oh, no

Well, I just been thinkin' how long I had to pay my dues

If I only had a dollar every time I had to sing the blues

But singin' for my supper is the only life I've ever known, well

And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne

And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne

Baby

Oh, baby

You don't know

Oh, how hard it is

To try to get ahead out here

It's kinda hard, y'all

Oh, you'll never get for nothin'

Sittin' at it, layin' down

Oh

Oh

Oh, oh, you got to, got to, got to find somebody

Got to find love

Oh, love

Oh, oh, love

Oh, Steve