• Song:

    Po Boy

  • Artist:

    Bob Dylan

This song is Dylan's #1 hit off his 2001 album 'Love & Theft'.

Intro: C,Bm7, E7,Am, D9.

C                                    Bm7           E7
Man comes to the door - I say, "For whom are you looking?"
                 Am                   D9
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'."
Fmaj7 F6    C         Am/F#
Poor boy - where you been?
Fmaj7              G6            G    C
I already tol' you - won't tell you again



C                                      Bm7           E7
I say, "How much you want for that?" I go into the store
                Am                             D9
The man says, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four?"
Fmaj7 F6     C       Am/F#
Poor boy - never say die.
Fmaj7            G6       G     C
Things will be all right by and by



C                               Bm7               E7
Been workin' on the mainline - workin' like the devil
               Am                         D9
The game is the same - it's just up on a different level
Fmaj7 F6     C         Am/F#
Poor boy - dressed in black
Fmaj7   G6   G   C
Police at your back



Em    B7       Em      B7
Poor boy in a red hot town
Em     B7                  Em
Out beyond the twinklin' stars
E7             Am              E7       Am
Ridin' first class trains - making the rounds
E7                    Am      D9          C
Tryin' to keep from fallin' between the cars



Em            B7            Em                       B7
Othello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me with a blanket.
Em     B7                          Em
By the way, what happened to that poison wine?"
E7         Am               E7           Am
She says, "I gave it to you, you drank it."
E7                     Am                        D9                   C
Poor boy, layin' 'em straight - pickin' up the cherries fallin' off the plate



Em            B7            Em         B7
Time and love has branded me with its claws
Em            B7                     Em
Had to go to Florida, dodgin' them Georgia laws
E7         Am                     E7         Am
Poor boy, in the hotel called the Palace of Gloom
E7              Am               D9            C
Calls down to room service, says, "Send up a room"



Em         B7             Em            B7  
My mother was a daughter of a wealthy farmer
Em                B7                   Em
My father was a traveling salesman, I never met him
E7          Am           E7                                   Am
When my mother died, my uncle took me in - he ran a funeral parlor
E7                Am                      D9           C
He did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forget him



Em             B7         Em               B7
All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss
Em             B7           Em 
I don't know any more than this
E7    Am     E7      Am
Poor boy, pickin' up sticks
E7           Am            D9       C
Build ya a house out of mortar and bricks



Em               B7           Em              B7
Knockin' on the door, I say, "Who is it and where are you from?"
Em                              B7                     Em
Man says, "Freddy!" I say, "Freddy who?" He says, "Freddy or not here I 
come."
E7    Am      E7                Am
Poor boy 'neath the stars that shine
E7              Am            D9     C
Washin' them dishes, feedin' them swine


Enjoy!
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