You never get too big You never get too heavy You never get too cool That you stop payin' your dues Oh yeah! What can a poor boy do? You better go back to your mama She'll take care of you Lost your wife Lost your son Stay out drinkin' 'Till the morning comes Oh yeah! What can a poor boy do? You better go back to your mama She'll take care of you Country girl, take my hand Lead me through this diseased land I am tired, I am weak I am worn I have stolem, I have sinned Oh, my soul is unclean Country girl Got to keep on keepin' on Crazy women Mess your head Wake up drunk and bleeding In some strange bed Oh yeah! What can a poor boy do? You better go back to your mama She'll take care of you Country girl, take my hand Lead me through this diseased land I am tired, I am weak, I am worn I have stolen, I have sinned Oh, my soul is unclean Country girl Got to keep on keepin' on You gotta keep on keepin' on You gotta keep on keepin' strong You gotta keep on keepin' on When you Got the riot city blues One thing I have to say Before I have to go Be careful with your seed You will reap just what you sow Oh yeah! What can a poor boy do? What can I do? You better go back to your mama She'll take care of you One last time! Country girl, take my hand Lead me through this diseased land I am tired, I am weak, I am worn I have stolen, I have sinned Oh, my soul is unclean Country girl Got to keep on keepin' on Country girl, take my hand Lead me through this diseased land I am tired, I am weak, I am worn I have stolen, I have sinned Oh, my soul is unclean Country girl Got to keep on keepin' on Country girl Got to keep on keepin' on