Adam Faith - Poor me
Tekst en muziek: Les Vandyke
(1960)






Poor me, wa a ha a ho
Poor me, wa a ha a ho
Sorrow’s leaping around my head
It’s been heard and it’s been said that
You tried to date another guy
Didn’t hide, didn’t even try
Cheating me with lies again
Making me remember when



I used to hold you baby
So tight, each night, that’s right
I kinda hoped that maybe you might
Fall for me



Why, oh why do voices say to me
Sit and cry, that this was meant to be
Love’s unkind and love’s untrue
Oh, why did love pick out you
For me, for me
Wa ha, poor me
Poor me



I used to hold you baby
So tight, each night, that’s right
I kinda hoped that maybe you might
Fall for me



Why, oh why do voices say to me
Sit and cry, that this was meant to be
Love’s unkind and love’s untrue
Oh, why did love pick out you
For me, for me
Wa ha, poor me
Poor me









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