I lay my head on the railroad track

And wait for the double E

The railroad don't run no more

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe is me

Well I met a girl in west Hollywood

I ain't naming names

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

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe is me

Poor poor pitiful me

Poor poor pitiful me

These young girls won't let me be

Lord have mercy on me

Woe is me

Well I met a girl from the Vieux Carr é

Down in Yokahama

She picked me up she throwed me down