Let A Poor Man Be

I'm gonna move to the outskirts of town

Where none of your friends are hanging around

That's right, I'm gonna move to the other side of town

Where none of your business is hanging around

Woman, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

Columbia girl, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

I'm gonna build a castle out of Goodyear tires

Cinder block and busted doors, that's where I'll retire

Gonna dig a mote, fill it up with ale

Not much of a defense I know but the supply never fails

Woman, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

Columbia girl, please, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

When you come knocking all in tears

Wringing hands and genuflecting

You'll understand that I am a busy man

And my subjects demand my attention

These walls don't build themselves

And I am running out of time

So if you desire anything else

You had better get in line

Woman, please, please, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

Columbia girl, please, please, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

Woman, please, please, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be

Columbia girl, please, please, please let a poor man be

Let a poor man be