The Poor Boy Is Taken Away Lyrics

(Richard Thompson) Called him poor boy You took him for fun He dressed for the tinkering trade He dressed for the tinkering trade Now the poor boy is taken away No use waiting Like a ghost in a dream The world has no comfort to bring The world has no comfort to bring He left you, took everything No use standing Waving adieu The penny won't drop in your mind The penny won't drop in your mind The old flame has left you behind No use crying In a room full of memories You never will find yesterday You never will find yesterday And the poor boy is taken away.