*Poor Soul -(LP)

I never sing for my meal Helping others isn't my deal Doing what's right isn't my way For my share of work, I never pay I'm just a wanderer, drifting alone Count your coins, toss them, and I'm gone I might grow older But nobody knows how the cold takes hold And nobody sees how shaky my knees Nobody cares about the stairs I climb And nobody smiles when I try to find my way Oh, poor soul, feeling sorry for myself Oh, poor soul, worried about my health Every day, you might say "Where will I rest tonight?" I forget why I came this way Never asking how I got to stay I'm just a wanderer, a traveler in life My words might seem stranger than the day turning night Nobody knows how the cold winds blow And nobody feels the wear on my heels Nobody's eyes watch the skies Nobody shares their aching minds Oh, poor soul, worried for my life Oh, poor soul, eager to find a partner I'm a wreck, but I'll say "yes" If you dress in white Nobody knows how the cold takes hold And nobody sees how shaky my knees Nobody cares about the stairs I climb And nobody smiles when you cross their path Oh, poor soul, feeling sorry for myself Oh, poor soul, worried about my health Every day, you might say "Where will I rest tonight?" Oh, poor soul, worried for my life Oh, poor soul, eager to find a partner Oh, poor soul, feeling sorry for myself Oh, poor soul, worried about my health Oh, poor soul, worried for my life