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Poor Boy - Gill Landry



     
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Poor boy ain't got no home
Walk in the junkyard, a machines and bones
Packet full of marbles and a mouth full of moans
Got a book of matches and a box of dreams
Got a book of matches and a box of dreams
Burnt my whole train to smoke for some railroad steam
Gone to Savannah on the Gulf coast line
Gone to Savannah on the golf coast line
Take the blame, change my name
Leave this slow down old bottom soul town behind
Poor boy ain't got no home
Walk in the junkyard of machines and bones
Pocket full of nothin' and a mouth full of moans
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written by NICK GILDER/JAMES MCCULLOCH
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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Take a pinch of the shuttered French Quarter, a dash of shack distilled brew, mix it with the alleyways of Les Halles, throw in equal measures of wrong side of the tracks bars and whisky driven night sweats. Fire it up with songs of loss, of dashed dreams, of devils in dresses and a twist of bitters. Shake it. Bottle it. And sell it out of an old battered cardboard suitcase. These are the ingredients of Gill Landry’s debut album.

Read more about Gill Landry on Last.fm.


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