Poor Boy
Pete Seeger Lyrics


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My mother called me to her bedside
These words she said to me
If you don't quit your rambling ways
They're gonna get you in the penitentiary
Gonna get you in the penitentiary poor boy
Gonna get you in the penitentiary
If you don't quit your reckless ways
They're gonna get you in the penitentiary

So I sat myself down in a gambling game
But I could not play my hand
Just thinking about that woman I love
Run away with another man
Run away with another man poor boy
Run away with another man
Just thinking about that woman I love
Run away with another man

The cards came around the table lord
And I had such a worried mind
My stack of gold dollars I wasted away
And I lost about ninety-nine
I lost about ninety-nine poor boy
I lost about ninety-nine
My stack of gold dollars I wasted away
And I lost about ninety-nine

It wasn't very long till I seen him again
He ran away left her behind
And I laid him down with my old forty-four
And the judge gave me ninety-nine
The judge gave me ninety-nine poor boy
The judge gave me ninety-nine
I laid a man down with my big forty-four
And the judge gave me ninety-nine

Well the jury said I had to pay
And the clerk he wrote it down
And the judge called out my number
Two sixes upside down
Two sixes upside down poor boy
Two sixes upside down




The judge called out my number
Two sixes upside down

Overall Meaning

The song ‘Poor Boy’ by Pete Seeger is about a man who is warned by his mother that his irresponsible and reckless behavior will land him in the penitentiary. He then goes on to gamble and lose all of his gold dollars, while pining for the woman he loves who has left him for another man. The lyrics describe the singer’s distress as he loses himself to gambling and then becomes violent when he sees the man who has run off with his love. As a result, he is ultimately sentenced to ninety-nine years in jail.


The lyrics convey the message that recklessness can lead to self-destruction and a life of misery. The singer is warned by his mother about his irresponsible behavior but chooses to ignore it and continue on his reckless path. He is consumed by the desire for the woman he loves and disillusioned by her betrayal, which leads him to lose himself completely to gambling. His eventual violence and crime leave him with permanent consequences and a lifetime behind bars.


The song reflects on the themes of love, betrayal, recklessness, and consequences. The lyrics attempt to caution the listener about the repercussions of reckless and impulsive behavior in the context of love and life.


Line by Line Meaning

My mother called me to her bedside
My mother summoned me to her deathbed


These words she said to me
These are the words she told me


If you don't quit your rambling ways
If you don't stop wandering from place to place


They're gonna get you in the penitentiary, gonna get you in the penitentiary poor boy, gonna get you in the penitentiary
You'll end up in jail if you don't change your lifestyle


If you don't quit your reckless ways
If you don't stop taking risks


They're gonna get you in the penitentiary
You'll end up in jail


So I sat myself down in a gambling game
So I took a seat at a gambling table


But I could not play my hand
But I couldn't manage my cards


Just thinking about that woman I love
Just pondering about my beloved woman


Run away with another man, run away with another man poor boy, run away with another man
She has abandoned me and found someone else


The cards came around the table lord
The cards were dealt on the table


And I had such a worried mind
And I felt very anxious


My stack of gold dollars I wasted away
I squandered my pile of gold dollars


And I lost about ninety-nine, I lost about ninety-nine poor boy, I lost about ninety-nine
I lost most of my money, about ninety-nine dollars


It wasn't very long till I seen him again, he ran away left her behind
He didn't leave for too long and left her alone


And I laid him down with my old forty-four
And I killed him with my forty-four caliber gun


And the judge gave me ninety-nine, the judge gave me ninety-nine poor boy, the judge gave me ninety-nine
And the court sentenced me with ninety-nine years in prison


Well the jury said I had to pay, and the clerk he wrote it down
The jury ruled that I must pay, and the clerk recorded it


And the judge called out my number, two sixes upside down, two sixes upside down poor boy, two sixes upside down
And the judge announced my identification digits, which look like two sixes when placed upside down




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