Poor House
Traveling Wilburys Lyrics


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You walk in, half past nine
Lookin' like a queen
Serving me with papers
Calling me obscene
Woman, I've tried so hard
Just to do my best
They're gonna put me in the poor house
And you'll take all the rest

Up all day
Down all night
Working on the job
Everything I do is wrong
I always end up right
Woman, I tried so hard
Done all I can do
They're gonna put me in the poor house
Keep all the best for you

Oh-oh in the poor house
(I don't get it)
Oh-oh in the poor house

If I drove a pulpwood truck
Would you love me more?
Will you bring me diamonds
And hang around my door
Woman, I've done my best
They're ain't much left for me
They're gonna put me in the poor house
And throw away the key

(In the poor house)
Oh-oh in the poor house

You walk in, half past nine
Lookin' like a queen
Serving me with papers
Calling me obscene
Woman, I've tried so hard
Just to do my best
They're gonna put me in the poor house
And you'll take all the rest

(In the poor house)
Oh-oh in the poor house




(In the poor house)
Oh-oh in the poor house

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the Traveling Wilburys song "Poor House" describe a scene of conflict and tension between two people. The singer is being served with papers by a woman who looks like a queen, and he feels he is being unfairly blamed for something obscene. The lyrics suggest that he has been striving to do his best, but he is struggling to keep up with the demands of his job and the expectations of his partner. He fears that he will end up in the poor house, while his partner will take everything else.


The repeated lines "Oh-oh in the poor house" underscore the sense of desperation and hopelessness that permeates the song. The singer is trapped in a cycle of poverty and failure, with no clear way out. He asks if he would be loved more if he had a better job or more money, but it seems like a futile gesture. In the end, he can only resign himself to his fate, knowing that he has done all he can to make things better.


Overall, "Poor House" is a poignant reflection on the struggles of working-class life and the difficulty of finding a way out of poverty. The song is a reminder that many people face these kinds of challenges every day, and that the systems and structures that create poverty and inequality are deeply entrenched.


Line by Line Meaning

You walk in, half past nine
You came in quite late in the night


Lookin' like a queen
You looked beautiful and regal


Serving me with papers
Giving me documents, which may contain legal claims or demands


Calling me obscene
Accusing me of saying or doing something inappropriate


Woman, I've tried so hard
My dear, I've made every effort possible


Just to do my best
Simply to perform at my highest level


They're gonna put me in the poor house
I'll soon be broke and unable to afford basic necessities


And you'll take all the rest
You'll get whatever is left after I am done paying everything else off


Up all day
Working hard throughout the daylight hours


Down all night
Tired and exhausted during the nighttime


Working on the job
Spending most of my time working at the job


Everything I do is wrong
My actions always seem to result in something negative


I always end up right
Ultimately, things seem to work out well for me


Done all I can do
There's nothing else left that I can do to improve the situation


Keep all the best for you
You get to keep all the beneficial aspects of our relationship


(I don't get it)
This doesn't make any sense to me


If I drove a pulpwood truck
If I worked in a menial job as a wood transporter


Would you love me more?
Do you base your love for me on my job or my material possessions?


Will you bring me diamonds
Would you buy me luxurious gifts?


And hang around my door
And wait outside my house for me


They're ain't much left for me
There's hardly anything left for me


And throw away the key
Lock me up and throw away the key




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Bob Dylan, Jeff Lynn, Tom Petty, George Harrison

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