The Trews - Poor Ol Broken Hearted Me

There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me

I never been the kind of man
To let a woman change my plan
But all of that was history
When she sho' nuff did this to me
Her lies they won me over quick
She ruled my mind, my heart, my dick
I took the line, the hook, the bait
And now I'm sick from what I ate and

There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me

The force of her magnetic pull
Was cruel and unusual
When she calls I wag my tail
I'm harder than a coffin nail
A pilgrim on my bended knees
I'd cross the desert if it please you
Baby treat me as you will
Yours to bless, yours to kill

There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
So happy when I'm on my knees
Poor old broken hearted

She'll get bored of me one day
Or I'll resolve to walk away
With good intent my road is paved
I'm not sure I want to be saved

'Cause there's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken heart

There's no sight she'd rather see
Than poor old broken hearted me
So happy when I'm on my knees
Poor old broken hearted me

There's no sight, no sight, no sight (you'd rather see)
Poor old broken hearted me
Her mission is, mission is
Mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me

There's no sight she'd rather see (no)
Than poor old broken hearted me (poor old broken)
So happy when I'm on my knees (oh your happy)
Poor old broken hearted me
(Stand by, stand by, stay)

There's no sight she'd rather see (yeah yeah)
Than poor old broken hearted me (oh oh)
Her mission is my misery
Poor old broken hearted me

There's no sight she'd rather see (oh no, no no)
Than poor old broken hearted me (she's coming, coming, coming, coming)
So happy when I'm on my knees (I'm coming, I'm coming)

Written by:
Colin MacDonald, Gordie Johnson, John-Angus MacDonald, Patrick Ballantyne

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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