The Folk Song of the Week – Poor Poor Pitiful Me

This week in my Folk Song of the Week, created specifically for the Daily Frailers group on Facebook, I chose Warren Zevon’s Poor Poor Pitiful Me. I chose Zevon’s version, 1) because it’s in a better key for most of the Daily Frailers to sing, but 2) because it’s slightly more eccentric (pronounced “demented“) than the more PC Linda Ronstadt version. Thus it appeals to my own peculiar (also pronounced “demented“) sense of humor better.

I will be an instructor at the 2017 Maryland Folk Musicians Retreat, teaching singing and songwriting, and generally jamming and playing wherever I can.

Lyrics
C G D G
I lay my head on the railroad track
C D G
And wait for the double-E
C G D G
The railroad don’t run here no more
C D G
Poor, poor pitiful me

C G D G
Poor, poor pitiful me
C D G
Poor, poor pitiful me
C G D G
These young girls won’t let me be
C D
Lord have mercy on me
G
Woe is me

Well I met a girl in West Hollywood
And I ain’t namin’ names
Well, she really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James

She really worked me over good
She was a credit to her gender
She put me through some changes, Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender

{Refrain twice}

I met a girl at the Rainbow Bar
She asks me if I’d beat her
She took me back to the Hyatt House
I don’t want to talk about it

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

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